I like to think that happy outcomes tend to follow life’s sad moments, which is how Vassar and I came to have Dazee (pronounced “Daisy”). Yes, I am officially a (overly-proud-and-too-often-glowing-cellphone-photo-showing) golden retriever owner.
In case you haven’t yet had the opportunity to be bombarded with my iPhone snapshots, here is this afternoon’s New Hampshire beach adventure.
Eeeeeeeeeee isn’t she perfect?!