Another heavenly dog day in the general pasture.
Stella gets to have a grand, full scale romp, complete with rolling in and
eating nasties and smelling traces of the wild night life.
Only one flaw to Stella's delightful day. The GP is full of those dang horses. What a price to pay! Ah, at the end she is surrounded by giant, non-dog friendly equines. Fifteen. And mean Elsie, the horse who started all of Stella's equine concerns, is watching.
And Stella shivers and shakes and keeps her distance. I hope she finds the lingering aroma of the very same equines' droppings reward enough for having to contend with the full herd.