Me on the bridge

Here's me on a walk with Mom. I'm standing on a bridge by "A" Dock and surveying our lake. This is where I met the squirrel.
Here's what our lake looks like from "A" Dock
And here's our lot on Geronimo Road, looking at it from the neighbor's driveway. That trailer you see belongs to him. But he's going to move it because it's a ....a...oh, fooey. Mom just doesn't want any kids playing on it and maybe getting hurt.

And here's a view of the lakes and the trees from about half-way up Moccasin Drive. We just happened to be there - no reason - although there IS a nice house for sale on that street. Mom just says it's a bit out of our range right now.

Ohh....I am hoping, but if you want to know the truth? I think Mom's the one that really wants that house. I mean, I do, too. But if it doesn't happen, it doesn't happen. I'm cool either way. When you're a dog, you just go wherever and don't sweat the small stuff.

Love, Mary-Margaret