This morning the ZAB team (Ms. Zulu, my mom, and I) went out for a walk. It was one of those fine mornings with cool temps, tempting pine cones, and falling leaves. Pictures were taken too. Not sure about the occasion.  There doesn’t always seem to be one. Even though there are better things to do [you know, sniffing trails to make sure everyone got home okay last night, softening the landing of falling leaves, sorting pine needles, making sure sticks are out of the way, you get my drift], I do like to oblige. OK, OK, I will admit but only under some pressure, it did help that there was a pine cone dangling in front of me.

Wait…

Did I hear “pine cone”?

OK, let’s throw that thing

Happy tails, Benji