Leader of the Pack

A couple months ago when we had our first day on a new path during the walk and we were headed back toward the car, Mogul stopped dead in his tracks.  He was very resistant to going down the fork I chose and it took a lot of coaxing.  Several minutes later, I realized that I had lost my bearings and took the wrong way where Mogul had stopped.  He must have been trying to tell me as much.

Today, we had our first day on a new path again.  On the way back, when we came to a fork, Mogul stopped as I started going down the way I thought we came.  Remembering our past experience, I followed his instinct and went down the path he wanted.  A minute later I realized the path we were on led to a dead end at the side of a street that we definitely had not been to, and when I turned us back around I found that the path I originally wanted to take was in fact correct.

Nice April Fool's joke, Mogul.

Marley made friends with a Husky puppy at the park today.  She also ran around a lot with a dog of some herding breed I couldn't identify.

Chelsea made some adoring fans when she showed off her 'roll over' at the park.  She also had a good time wrestling around with a Boxer mix puppy.