pear season

Chelsea is in full pear-hunter mode now that they are starting to ripen on the tree. Full pear-hunter mode entails acting like she has to go out to do her business, but as soon as she gets out she runs to the tree, grabs a pear off the ground, and lies down in the grass so you can't drag her back inside. It also entails jumping and biting every low hanging-tree branch that she encounters thinking it might have pears on it. Yesterday I was taking her for a walk around the neighborhood when I noticed that she had something in her mouth. Now I hadn't even seen a pear tree anywhere on the route, but she had managed to find one and pick it up nonetheless. Never doubt a dog with OCD!

Justin and I took a mini-road trip on Friday night to a small lake southeast of Lansing. We've decided to search in a 30-minute travel time radius of Lansing for a spot that one day we might be able to have a house. Out first jaunt was to Pleasant Lake, near Leslie. It reminded Justin a lot of Oklahoma. It was fun to explore and find a place near here that we've never been. Michigan is quite pretty once you get out of the city.