About last night

Bree has lost little moxie with age and certainly none of her acrobatic skill. Took her out last night at dusk to play; a storm making its way in gave us that extra urgent thrill.

The photos are rubbish in pretty much every way – but at least we can tell it’s Bree… what can’t be conveyed are the pretty pirouettes she accomplished to catch the ball…

Breagha playing ball

Bree and her ball

Like an ugly paperweight, I keep moving that lawn mower around the back yard, but it just doesn’t look right anywhere. Bet it would look superb in the garage

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