I wish every day could be like this one
The Goths are five weeks old already. FIVE WEEKS!! Which means that I only have them here with me for another three. *sniffle*
Since it’s Saturday, that most blessed day of the week, I packed up the babies and headed to the boardwalk over in Rockland. The sun didn’t want to come out and play with us, but at least we didn’t get wet. There were still plenty of people out and about, so the Goths got to meet a bunch of people, both young and old, and said hello (at a safe distance) to an elderly Beagle.
The boardwalk wraps around and has lots of benches for stopping and taking in the scenery.
But apparently fantastic ocean views are a little too boring for Rain’s tastes.
There’s a little park adjacent to the public landing, with a neat old bell.
After we spent around an hour and a half at the harbor, we came home and had some lunch, then went outside to play for a bit.
The have this hole in the back yard that is just about puppy-sized and is apparently fascinating to these babies. They are constantly in and out of it whenever we go out to the back yard.
Heathcliff and Tryst are kind of a little matched set. They apparently had quite the conversation.
*Sigh* I just want to play with puppies. All day, every day. Is that so much to ask?