East Side Esplanade here we come!
I like to avoid all of the bike riders by walking off of the main walkway when I can – plus it smells far more interesting down here.
Hard to see in this photo, but you will notice that it is not completely grey today – we are experiencing a “sun break” for a few hours and I cannot tell you how fantastic this is. So fantastic that mama and I decided not to wait until our normal evening walkie time to run out and walk in the sunshine. This is a photo of the waterfront village, the part of the Rose Festival that I was walking through yesterday that was deserted. More intrepid folks wandering around today.
What’s that? Some-thing or some-one is yelling at me.
It was this little bugger. He was singing and taunting me from his perch on the SE Washington sign. I thought he might try to “let loose” his frustration, so we didn’t walk directly under him.
Mama didn’t plan on us taking a dip in the dirty water, but hey, we were in the neighborhood so why not?
Splishing and a splashing means I’m gonna have to get a bath at home tonight… but who cares?
Looking handsome – ruggedly handsome.
It doesn’t matter where I am, there will always be either a stick or a cone for me. This lovely piece of driftwood needs to be mine.
Mine Mine Mine
Can you hear me, Portland? THIS STICK IS MINE
I mean, I’ll carry it home (at least most of the way mama)… all of this walking has made me HUNGRY