Hanging Out

Sometimes there is nothing better than hanging out.

Since Sage's surgery I worry about taking her places, fearing she will rip out her knee by playing too hard, or not walking quietly.  And then there is Murphy's wandering thing.

But this past weekend they showed how much they like just hanging out.  Sage would position herself so she could recon the Canyon, and Murph found her bed perfectly positioned in the shade.  They kept quiet and close-by.  

Matter of fact, so  did I.  It has been a long summer.  Simply sitting, reading, doing some work, being quiet, hanging out.  Felt wonderful.  

Murphy's day.