Some Days Are Better Than Others

I've had a miserable cold for several days.  This is not one of those colds that keeps me from getting out of bed, but it did zap all my usual pizzazz. Yesterday, I couldn't even muster enough gumption to get off the couch. It was depressing.

This is not my thing, laying on the couch.  I don't go for that. Not even a little. Sam wasn't digging it, either. He has been so patient the past few days, but today he was practically begging me to take him outside and do something, anything.

  

So I pulled myself together (somewhat) and went to the dog park with Sam and his sister Penny.  

I also decided today would be the day I would try out this little camera I have that isn't the big honkin' Canon and also isn't my crummy cell phone camera. The results on this outing were less than spectacular.

Some days are better than others.