A frosty morning at the dog park

Izzy and I make a regular weekly date to go to the dog park on Sunday morning.  For most of the year, especially in winter, we have the dog park to ourselves.

This morning was frosty and cold but with lots of birdsong.

Here she is, chasing down a tennis ball and coming back to me:

Throw another one, Mum!

Kathleen Crisley, specialist in dog massage, rehabilitation and nutrition/food therapy, Canine Catering Ltd, Christchurch, New Zealand