Spring in Northern Michigan is a breath of fresh air—literally. After months of snow and cold, the world comes alive again—and after months of cabin fever, so do our dogs. At my house, that means one thing: chaos. Goose acts like he’s seeing squirrels, birds, and deer for the first time every single day, while Noodle’s mission in life is to steal every stick Goose finds. Add in the mud, the shedding, and the nonstop zoomies, and springtime is basically a full-time job. But it’s also one of my favorite seasons because it’s when everything comes back to life, including the joy of simply being outside with our dogs.