The Jori roll

There is nothing better than sitting on freshly mowed grass than just hangin' with the hounds. Last week-end we finally had our first warm days and Jori knew it.


She looked right to see if anyone was watching.


And then she looked left.


Next step was going down.


She cutely pulled herself around in a circle on her side, but temptation got the best of her.


And she did the Jori roll.


Rolling in the grass with such glee.


Scratching every inch of her back.


And then, she was up, checking to make sure no one was watching.