We ushered the month of September both in and out with long weekends at the lake.
Just a couple piglets playing in the mud.
Finally got to enjoy the new hot tub!
Good night brother moon.
Good morning sister sun.
The boys love to explore and search for treasures in the remains of the old Republican City. They named it "glass beach" due to the significant amount of glass that has washed ashore. Most of the glass has been smoothed by years of being tossed about in the waves.
Unfortunately, while Mason was squishing his feet into the mud at the water's edge, he stepped on a piece of glass with a sharp edge. After a long walk and golf cart ride back to the cabin, leaving a trail of blood, we determined it best to have a professional clean and stitch the cut. The Alma clinic was just closing for the day and so I carried him, literally, down the long hall to the Hospital ER. He was very brave and handled the pain courageously.
Millie living her best lake-dog life. Fish bones, yum!
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