But first, pretty flowers from our walk. I think these are daisies.
A gorgeous, giant peach rose.
More roses, I believe.
And a bottle brush tree. I love these... so Seussian.
With wacky flowers.
Ayla and I got down to the park and I let her loose in the tennis court to run around a bit. Some nice person there before us left a tennis ball behind too.
Ayla loves to fetch, though she's not very good at giving the ball back unless I have treats to bribe her with.
She's pretty much always happy though.
Back at home, Mac lounged in the sun on the patio.
He's gotten a lot of his energy back now, though, and its rare that I can sit down without him coming over with his favorite glow ball, wanting me to throw it down the hall for him. He's still got quite a ways to go before he's better, poor guy. But my neighbor has invited him over for cocktails once he's well, so he has incentive.