Lu looks a lot like a retriever of some sort, particularly a flat coated retriever, but who knows. That may be an accident of the mix in her. Something makes her neck spotty-mottled. Something makes her head a little skinny. Something makes her a little smaller than most retrievers. The goldenness of Goldens is recessive, so she could even get her retrievery looks from one of those. Dog park people tend to think she may have some border collie or other herding dog in her. One vet thought maybe some setter. Occasional passers-by think spaniel. She was a pup in Louisiana, so possibly there's a Cajun heritage. (That's a joke.) (Yeah, a dumb joke.) ( )
The weather is gorgeous. When I go outside I want to (and do!) stick my arms out to feel the air on more surfaces of me. It's just a shade shy of "crisp". Mid- to high 60s, F°, partly cloudy, just a little breezy, about 35% humidity. I still like a hat to keep the bright sun outta my face, and shade is still better than sun. But it's just kinda great out there. It really is.
Being able to appreciate the weather must mean I'm doing okay. I've been sleeping a good bit better, knock on somethin'. I'm still less energetic than I'd like to be, and I haven't gotten all my environs all just so, and mortality looms around every corner. Yet here I am in this moment, writing to you.
Postcard of the Day pending. :)