I love to get outside when the weather warms up. So many spring smells, so little time. I love the feel of the sun on my smooth brown coat. The feel of the grass beneath my paws. For a dog, my vision is crap, but I can smell things, and that makes me a micro-vision sorta dog. I can see the little things, but with my nose. I have a nose for the details. Mom, she's a macro-vision sorta pack member.
This is what Mom sees.
The rest of this is what I see.
I'd stay outta that water, too, bro!
What is it with humans and their trash?
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