|Susan, Sara and me (and Wendy)|
Our first stop was at a park in Wolfville that leads to dyke lands beside the Bay of Fundy. Fog still hung low over the Bay, obscuring Blomidon in the distance.
|Can you see Wendy's footprints ?|
Then they'd tear out of the muck and run around like a loonies and then roll in the grass.
|Sooki galloping up the hill with a big sloppy grin on her face.|
|Check out Sooki's paws. Black from the muck.|
Good news !
We found them.