8:27 AM Leaves are rustling, black birds squawking in the tree, and a cool morning breeze blowing through our fur. Fall is in the air and this cool weather makes us frisky. Let's play. I'll race you to the fence. Last one there gets tackled.
Bailey wins, Sheba is tackled and Lucy is left howling on the porch. Another beautiful day in the neighborhood!
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