What an utterly perfect day.
Painting, walked in the mountains and read there for a few hours - La Lacuna, Barbara Kingsoliver - beautiful sunshine and warmth, I was sitting in in a tank top. Chuck yawned and groaned in boredom and sprayed me with dirt as he dug down to cooler soil. Retribution for my inaction.
On the way home Chuck definitively won a dog fight. A loose boxer whose owners didn't come around the corner quickly enough. I let his Chuckiness loose as things warmed up, it's easier to fight without a rope around your neck. Great growling and snapping and then they pulled their dog off. I've broken off a dog fight or two, but this bruiser was big and the aggressor. Then I got Chuck who wasn't quite ready to finish the rumble when the other guy was leashed. Bellowed at the owners for good measure.
Got him home and looked for cuts, there was blood, but seems that none of it was his.
Way to go Chucky!!!
Back to some more painting!
Think we may go out for burgers for dinner, just to cap it all off.
Goodness I love sunshine and warmth.