tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578721276353325720.post7839284863325727127..comments2023-10-21T08:21:05.788-07:00Comments on Jean's musings: The Great OutdoorsAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02811710431280544637noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578721276353325720.post-11550655813756591062014-03-24T10:13:02.794-07:002014-03-24T10:13:02.794-07:00We do go out every day, Joan. But I missed the wal...We do go out every day, Joan. But I missed the walk today. Had so many errands to run this morning and an article to write this afternoon. Poor Jade sat in the car for nearly two hours and had to rush into the garden when we got home at lunchtime. But hubby took her for a walk after lunch. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02811710431280544637noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578721276353325720.post-51283099383914820052014-03-20T07:09:34.071-07:002014-03-20T07:09:34.071-07:00Glad you got out. I've known dogs who play wit...Glad you got out. I've known dogs who play with stones like that. Seems so odd to me.Sharkbyteshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10139935335209860357noreply@blogger.com