The weather started changing about two weeks ago. The highs are barely getting to 70 F (21 C) and the lows are approaching 40 F (5 C). Not quite frost yet, though we should see our first frost in the next couple of weeks. The leaves are starting to change with the maples just hinting their brilliant reds. And the breezes are beginning to pick up. I absolutely love the change of season and the change to fall is spectacular.
And, boy, does The Herd sense the change. Here, our first snow is still a couple of months away, but it is almost like they can smell it in the wind.
Bouncier. Singing at the tops of their lungs for any reason. Constant cases of zoomies and furniture olympics. Digging craters in the yard that are ever deeper.
When the leashes come out, the dogs are absolutely ballistic. Our hikes get longer and much, much faster as their energy levels soar.
And, of course, the hair. None has hit full molting yet, but the shedding is beginning to build.
So, we can feel the excitement building for winter. And, I must admit, I am always as equally excited. Bring it on!