Walk at Fort Funston with the dogs when Nick was 23 days old. Nick is the hat sticking out from inside my jacket. Pregnancy somewhat interfered with dog training, as a result Polly's down command degenerated into just crouch a little command instead. We are still working on fixing that.
Notice the path behind me. In a fit of boredom during pregnancy leave, I took the dogs to the beach while 38 weeks pregnant. It was lovely, but then I had to haul myself back up that path, which was less than lovely. I have to say, the hike was much easier with Nick on the outside.
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