The threat of rain here in Portland is pretty much constant. That is no reason to stay indoors, or to deny yourself a leisurely 5-hour walkie. At the risk of getting boring, mama and I again walked to Laurelhurst Park, despite the grey skies.
Now you see me…
Now you (almost) don’t.
The trees are a bit bare, but there are still patches of green everywhere. Part of the beauty of the Pacific Northwest.
But I’m a bit too busy to slow down and appreciate nature at all times. Especially when nature calls!
While mama was waiting for me to finish pooping, she looked up and took this photo. Those trees are amazing…
And now for a little hide-and-go-seek. Spot the Dale!
Now lets get serious. There are cones here everywhere. BUT THESE ARE MINE
They’re tasty and they belong to me. I have carried them for some time now.
If I can’t scare off any potential interlopers then I’ll just turn on the charm.
That works every time.