Who let the dogs out?!

So the boys and I went to Camp Barkeley the other day.  It was a good outing, and it helped the little boy get over the intimidation he felt over the overly rambunctious Jasper.

Jessie was tearing it up with the big boys,

but after a while, he was content to be all snuggly in the hub's arms.  ( No, the hubs didn't wear a groucho marx mask to the dog run. That is all me and the photobucket editing tool. :P )

It was great to see the little boy running around with Jasper, being a little bit cautious but getting over his fears by leaps and bounds. ( I'm almost sure there is an unintentional pun in there somewhere )