All right, Spaniels, your Extra-Extra-Big Sister Firefly lost both her slippers after the storm. Where's the other? (that's an old one, for the search) Go find!
I am really impressed that they sort of worked as a (very small) group on this, not as two individuals. Both looking, splitting the paths, mostly not doubling up any sections; going around together, but far enough apart for them to each cover different paths.
And they found one! Good job! So good!
This was a lot of work, both for their brains and for the time in the heat, so we'll check another field tomorrow perhaps. We aren't in a hurry; these are single use slippers made of cast material. I just want to eventually get them picked up, and to give the Spaniels a fun game.
it’s 2003. im 8 years old again. its a hot Florida summer’s day. when its over by sugar ray is playing on the radio. my moms tanning on the patio and doing a crossword in pen. my brothers are splashing in the pool. im taking it all in. im trying to hold on to the moment for as long as i can.