WITO, happy dog

I was at a city park this morning to make coffee and breakfast, and to walk. I was picking up what little litter there was with the grabber

Behind me was a lady with a tall black lab. The dig was in joyous rapture wiggling on the ground, feet all in the air, tail going crazy. He’d finally get up and they’d get about 15 feet before he’d plow his face into the grass then roll over and start the cockroach routine again.

The field wasn’t that big but it took them a while to get across it. I’d like to see his reaction when he sees another dog. He might explode.