since our heat wave broke and the morning began at 60 degrees, but after last night's craziness I thought she could use some exercise. I remember reading about Coton de Tulears getting silly at night, but this was nuts. The zoomies hit her with a passion after dinner, with racing up and down the stairs, three mad gallops through the living room and twirlies that would have left Margo Fonteyn green with envy. She became so spiral-eyed that I genuinely wondered if her ailing ten-year-old heart would survive.
There was no need to get Mamie out early today
Today's walk though, had its own share of excitement:
Sidewalks blocked by roofers.
Lakes to traverse.
But most interesting of all was our find on the other side of the complex's entryway fountain.
Hopefully, it wasn't left by one of the roofers.