Happy Dogs In The North Field

Our unseasonably warm weather was continuing even though the autumn color was almost over. The cows had been moved to south field, and I decided that this would be the perfect opportunity to take the dogs for a quick romp in the north field. Needless to say, the pooches were ecstatic about another mini-adventure:

They ran and played while I snapped photos and tried to keep them from rolling in cow manure:

They smelled many interesting things but did no cow pie rolling:

Keeping five dogs together is not easy sometimes, but I tried to do so. I also maneuvered my position so I wasn't pointing my camera into the sun:

I walked toward the eastern corner of the field and then urged the dogs toward the west, along the fence line. It was all the same to them, a place to run, play and sniff interesting smells:

Daphne struck a "skunk pose," Seamus locked onto a fascinating odor, and both Fergus and Clover were captured in mid-romp in this photo. Heaven only knows where Jack was at this moment:

And then Jack came running to join the doggy fun:

We skirted the north end of the field, following the fence line:

That big maple tree was beautifully colored:

Paper Birches punctuated the scenery as the dogs ran past. Seamus proved that he's not yet too old to run and play (although he did need lots of sleep when we got back to the house):

Jack began some frenzied rolling, but I am glad to report that it was just for joy, not on cow flop:

Jack was still rolling when I decided it was time to head back toward the house. I put my camera away then, however, because any pictures after this would have been pointed directly into the sun. The dogs were happy and this little excursion put me in a better mood also: