We are having a flower year like 2019 - when I took this photo of our Black Dog almost dwarfed by the flowers.
Just today when I was playing with Shyla, I remembered how R used to opportunistically plunge his snout into my treat bag. He'd snarf treats as fast as he could until I managed to extricate his mouth. One time, I was squatting down, and he dove into the treat bag with such force that he flipped me onto my back (I was fine). He was a Character!
Happy Black Dog Sunday!