I know my dog is tired after we go running when his ears are no longer up and alert, but relaxed. He is panting and ready for some water. We push each other on, wanting not to disappoint one another and puss out before the other one does. I could have turned into the drive and up the hill towards the apartment complex, but I keep going, deciding to run the extra 15 minutes that will let me eat a fudge bar when I get home.
I'm so glad the weather is nice again. The only thing that makes winter tolerable is the light at the end of the tunnel- spring.