Monday, April 09, 2012

Old Souls.

There is not a way in the world (that I can imagine) that Burger could possibly be happier. He is with his best buds and together they were rolling around in the dirt. Maybe if the patch of dirt were on the back of a Blue Whale then perhaps more joy would have been possible.
Might as well throw in a pizza just to be sure.
We went to East River Park, we threw a bunch of rocks into the water and we chased the geese. There was a kite and a football and more rocks chucked into the river.
The hike to the river and back and then to get lunch and the park afterwards...
And it all culminated in rolling around in the dust and stones like a couple of Elephants.
Tiny, bipedal elephants.

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