Sound of Labs

On Saturday, Sage did her best Maria von Trapp imitation, walking through the mountain meadows. No singing, though. It was a glorious day, and I was proud and impressed with Sage's endurance over a rather rough hike. She was slightly stiff Saturday evening, but seems to have regained her movement fairly quickly.

Of course, it was hot (have I mentioned it is hot here?) so when we hit the few remaining snow patches, Sage went crazy, leaping and sliding, trying to absorb as much of the coolness as possible. Her sighs and snorts, perhaps, are the sound of labs.

Murphy's Day.