No photos of this best moment except the ones I will forever carry in my memory.
My best moment Monday was that moment when Amber, the dog who a couple of nights ago couldn't even stand, asked to go for a walk.
It was midday, warm, a bit muggy, no breeze, and I wasn't sure how he would do. We took a short walk down to the beach. I didn't let him loose to run - that was my insecurity. But he enjoyed the walk and was happy to see the beach.
Which leads to the best moment Tuesday. At 7:00 am he let me know in no uncertain terms he wanted his walk/run on the beach! So Amber, Oz and Bito (pronounced BEE-to in Spanish) went for our normal walk on the beach. I let Amber off leash and off he went, loping and prancing full of life. That was a happy happy dog.
And that makes me happy.
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