Tug Tournament
Since someone won’t go for a walk in the rain (or set foot on wet grass) and it’s been raining pretty consistently all week, we had to resort to other forms of exercise. Sock throwing, tricks, and a hour of tug-of-war, which resulted in a stalemate; each of us too stubborn to let go of the rope until the trash guy came around and I WON because Ollie tore off to the front door.
Victory is sweet. Even against a 12 pound wiener dog.











