Took The Younger Dog on a 1.4 mile bike ride. Both he and I are out of shape and he managed to snap the little plastic thingy that holds the rope part of the springer onto the springer itself. I suspect that he's heavier and stronger than he used to be. I have extras somewhere...just not sure where.
Took The Older Dog and The Bat Weasel out in the back yard and let them run around in circles. The Bat Weasel is currently lying upside down with a blinking red ball in his mouth while TOD peers at him.
Not the most impressive set of dogtivities, but it's a start.
In other news,
mckennl has gone off to New Jersey leaving me with NOTHING to eat in the house and no clean laundry. Okay, I'm kidding about the laundry part, but still...
And The Bat Weasel has finally lost his last baby tooth.