Sleeves are Necessary
I changed my mind.
I don't think the dog is chasing rabbits.
Every time I've seen a rabbit, cross my path, it's waited until the dog has crossed its path. She's not even close.
I think it's the wind. The wind plays tricks on her. Anything that the wind touches - well, she thinks it's a critter she must either point at or chase around. I couldn't even photograph her today she was so wild. Like, in circles kind of wild. Or maybe it's the cool weather that makes her go bonkers.
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