It is finally Spring, the ice is off the lake, the safety fence is down, and I can run out onto our dock. Once again, I hear the words I love to hear --  "Maxie.  Duck, Duck, Goose." 

That is my command to run out the door, down off the deck, across the yard to the lake and out onto the dock, scattering and chasing ducks and geese back into the water as I go. I LOVE it. Honking, and quacking, feathers flying and I get to bark. It just doesn't get much better than this.