Happy Trails.

Colorado throws magnificent days at us from time to time, and today (Sunday) was one of them.

Saturday an inch or so of snow fell, Saturday night was cold and clear, today the thermometer hovers near 32 degrees, the sun shines intensely, and the wind is calm. 

Perfect!

The dogs and I took a walk – about three miles in open space where the they allowed off-leash, only a little ice shows itself; the snow soft; and the mud frozen. 

Perfect!

Combo

Cue

Combo, a seriously mixed mutt (or as she prefers, “One of a kind,”) and Cue, a chocolate lab my daughter resCUEd and gave to me, seem to love these walks. They stay near me, usually, because I carry a bit of their dog foods for rewards when they occasionally obey a command. They do not obey instructions all the time, especially if something especially obnoxious becomes available to roll in, or if the scent  of anything possibly edible wafts through the air. (Even more obnoxious is the gunk that Combo rolls in and Cue eats.  Yuk!)

My dogs are my pals.  Of course I have people pals too.  Not like the dogs though.  I grew up with dogs - they are part of my life. 

Almost perfect!

My iPhone captured several pictures along the way. One is a panorama of the Flatirons, our local mountains. You won't need descriptions of the other shots, and yes, those black things in the lower photo really are cows.

The Flatirons

The road

Happy trails.