Yesterday was nice enough to take a bike ride to the dog park. Dad (That’s what I call my pet human, Mike) put the harness on me and away we went. He said his broken arm hurt a little bit but I promised not to do anything crazy to make him hurt it more.
It was 60 degrees and mostly sunny. Perfect weather for a bike ride, though I honestly prefer it a little cooler. But that’s just me. I’m sure Dad was happy and would have liked it even warmer.