Home again, home again, jiggity jig

I'm home again. The cottage was wonderful. A bit on the cool side and the 18 year old in the bay had a birthday bash that lasted 72 hours but it is important to remember that a bad day at the cottage is always better than the very best possible day at work...so, there you have it.

Sweet puppy,
wishing he could be in the water
wondering when I'll get off my butt and take him down to the water
and waiting with some patience to get in the water...

Here are a few photos of the pooch enjoying the the water. He will fetch his favourite rubber ball a thousand times but is equally happy wading in the shallows searching for his "rock of the day".

So majestic, surveying his domain.No photos of me in here...I was in a bathing suit after all!