I had a restless night but "Joy comes in the morning." And what a beautiful one. I saw "MISS BIG HAT." She traded her flower pot hat for her hoodie, but I know her walk. It is with such purpose. I like it. Also the couple I see who walk with purpose too. Now that is the way to go. Perfect for walking. If I stayed longer, I bet I would see more walkers for today. No wind, just perfect temp. Truman and I walked some in the evening. Charlie, our poodle (left to us from Amy), knew the signs that we were getting ready to walk. When I got out his leash, he would go "nuts", Truman wanted to smack him for all the jumping and dancing and howls. But he did not lay a hand on him and neither did I, he was a spoiled little poodle. We had more cats than dogs over the years. You know mine now? Bitsy is the best one yet.
BETTY & BITSY BOOP
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