the start of another morning, and Clark was chipper as always, trying to awaken
Lewis from his peaceful slumber. ‘Here we go again,’ thought Lewis as he opened
one eye only to see Clark hovering a few inches above his head, with his tongue
out and his tail wagging. “Can’t you
just relax for one second?” asked Lewis,
vineyard!” Clark announced while licking
Lewis in the face.
your adventure,” he continued, slowly easing himself up on four legs, “but no
jumping on the guests!”
doggy door and down to the Vineyard side-by-side, passing by the newly sealed
concrete, and fish pond. Clark tried to
step up next to the pond, but was quickly given a disapproving look by Lewis, and
stepped back, returning to his rightful path.
As they approached the garden, Clark was getting all the more excited to
smell the fresh garden roses, and chase the passing butterflies, while Lewis
was just enjoying the fresh air.
the stone path, and approached the flourishing vineyard. Before placing a paw on the grassy earth,
they stopped to take in the breathtaking view. After about two seconds, Clark took off across
the Hermann Hill Vineyard calling out behind him, “Catch me if you can!”
approached Clark, who was halted at the end of the yard, peering at the world
beyond the vineyard. “What do you think is out there, Lou?” Clark asked, with
his head tilted and his ears perked.
find out!” exclaimed Lewis, turning around and heading back to the driveway.
city, mesmerized by all of the buildings and houses, “Come on, Lewis,
his adventurous companion…
yard or will they find out what’s in Hermann, read about it next month, on our
Hermann Hill Blog!