Beating the storm that never came

It just looked like there was no time to spare when we headed on out for a walk to the "green-belt" - OK, not so much a green-belt as a vacant overgrown lot.




And in spite of getting a jump on the weather, we're still waiting on the rain. No complaints here though.

The high point of the outing for Casey was running into his favorite girl, Brandy. He always seems to spot her a block away.

This 3-year-old rough collie is the only dog that our guy has gravitated to from day one, obviously no threat. And we think she's just as smitten with Casey.



Good girl