A late evening on the beach, HW explains something (don’t recall what) to a curious tourist.
A fire in August? I agree, seemed unnecessary. Unless you’re from Chicago I guess.
“HiHo” and HW. I just call her “Ho,” HiHo that is. She’s our neighbor’s dog (Seward neighbor). She likes to tag along when we walk Chester-Lebron, who for reasons unknown was really into fetching this day
Nothing happier than a dog with a stick in his mouth
Except maybe a husband on date night