We hit the trail early on Sunday as to avoid the masses that usually descend on public parks during holidays.
Plus we needed to work off the bacon and croissants from breakfast.
Bailey also went for a swim
And spread the love by shaking water all over me (and the camera)
But he then pulled me up the steep hill on the return trip so I can't complain too much.
Upon returning home, he sacked out in his favorite sunny spot on the front porch. A good easter for everyone.
