The Meaning of Exubrance

There is no question but that Nicki loves balls.  He loves them on the trail.  He loves them on the green.  He loves them in the sea.   And he loves them in soccer practice.
   

After gym today, i took Nicki for his pad-about at Cornwall Park.  We followed our usual route along the wooded trails before turning out onto the vast center green area.   Actually i chucked the ball from behind the trees onto the green and Nicki chased after it.  

  

But at the far end of the grassy oval a group of three were kicking a soccer ball in the round by way of practice.  Nicki saw the BIG BALL and ran.  When he got there he ran back and forth and back and forth and back and forth and back and forth and back and forth, chasing after the ball as it was kicked from left to right to left to right to left to righ to left to right.

   

He was inexhaustible.  I stood there and admired his sleek hound-like form and exuberant energy