Bailey, our rescue golden retriever, was feeling sorry for himself because he doesn't have his own blog so I told him he could share mine. So here is he enjoying the wet grass in the morning and smelling the red hot pokers. He's a great dog - he was rescued in January up in Salem along with his siblings, they were tied up outside, malnourished and full of bite wounds. We immediately bonded, so much so that we had some separation anxiety problems for the first couple months. But now he knows we're always here for him and will always be coming home. He's turned into the best pooch - couldn't have picked a better one for our family.
