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The Backyard Beckons to the Dogs

 Caught Ginny leaning with one of her beloved tennis balls. Look carefully and you'll see that there's another one in front of her.

 Pondering which tennis ball to fetch, or maybe which not to fetch. It's occasionally debateable with her.

 They're mine and you can't have either one!

 Fireweed behind Gin along the back fence of the backyard.

 I keep telling Zach he's a retriever and, hence, should be as into retrieving tennis balls as Ginger but he finds that chore beneathe him, I guess.

He does pose nicely, tho', as he checks out the scene down the hill to see if anything exciting (well, more exciting than tennis ball chasing) is going on down on Lone Cub.

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