A new game

I was in the backyard with the dogs when the McHusband got home on Friday so the three of us went out to the driveway to see him. He was unloading his bike from the truck when we came through the gate. For some reason, Tucker's very unsure of the bike. When the McHusband first brought it home and parked it in the garage near the door to the house, we had to literally pull Tucker past it because he was scared. Morgan gets excited when she sees people on bikes, but she doesn't care one way or the other about the bike itself.

The McHusband rode up and down the driveway a few times and Morgan loved it. After all these years, she FINALLY got to chase someone on a bike.


Unfortunately, Morgan has her daddy's feet. Being the son of a shoe man, the McHusband didn't go barefoot very much, and he has the virgin soles to prove it. Being mainly an inside dog, I guess Morgan's feet really haven't been broken in. I noticed that she was licking one of her back feet and when I looked more closely, I could see that she had some raw spots on her big pad. I checked the rest and they're all hurt. Poor puppy. I guess her Flintstone method of putting on the brakes didn't work out so well.

















Luckily for Morgan, she's pretty content with lots of laying around so hopefully staying off her feet will give them a chance to heal quickly.