
A lovely day, and how long before this is covered in snow?! Out through the forest, racing through trees and branches to scare the heck out of me. Running full tilt, I don't know why he doesn't crash into obstacles.

A favorite place of his when we walk into the field is the rock pile. He races up, has a look around, looks for "goodies" up there (like fox poop) then picks his way carefully down.

Looking off into the distance, with his favorite ball in his mouth. We had a lots of wolves here at 3:30 a.m. this morning, so was wondering if any the dogs on our walks would "pick up on them", but no-one seemed to. I always find it odd, they never seem to worry about the wolves howling in the night....raccoons, foxes....that's another story

On top of an old hay bale, he's offering behaviour to get his ball back. The ball is all powerful

He's about to get the ball back!