girl at large

Ruby is addicted to the leash-free area of the park now–if I don't take her each evening to play with her friends, I have one mopey, whiney dog on my hands. As long as it's not a downpour, that's where you'll find us each night—she does an 'ape shit' run that the crowds adore, it's mildly embarrassing for 'mommy'—ears back, flat-out running in circles as fast as she can, just round and round for a full five minutes before collapsing in a little doggie-spasm on her back, preferably in a pile of ants. Dogs.