spring has sprung.

I can still say spring, right?  It hasn't been much of a spring for us here in the good ole windy city (and elsewhere in the country), but with June* fast approaching, these last few weeks have finally felt nice.

Sprocket and I have been having a blast -- when the weather cooperates.  My husband has been busy working, so this little mongrel and I have had a lot of time together to explore the park and chase squirrels (and rabbits and birds).  Oh, and play with sticks, we love sticks.

*Also of importance this weekend: I turn the big two-seven.