On our Walk

Amber, my baby again. Out for our morning walk, and it was mild and beautiful in the bush. She was heading up the steps, and looks around to make sure I am still coming.
(The truth was that she was doing her usual sniffing everywhere, and I called her name to look at me, no reaction - so I said 'Titbit' - and her head goes up immediately. I carry with me Shcmacko Straps, and I giver her a little teeny weeny bit along the way, keeps her looking for me, otherwise she would just do her own thing. She has had them for years, and never tires of them. When we arrive home she gets what is left of the strap, and is always so excited about it.)