Running, running, running

Mom is running me ragged. She says that I need to be in top shape for Canada. Mom is sending me away with my friend Carol to try to get some points in Canada. I'm really going to miss my mom, (but she's probably going to miss me even more!), but I really like Carol. So, in the mean time, I'm running, running, running. For those of you who don't know, I'm the laziest vizsla on the planet. I spend most of my day sleeping. Ah well, it does feel good, I love being in the woods, and it makes the sleeping that much better!