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Walking

I have Fiona with me today. H had a bad night, I thought she would appreciate not being awakened by her.

It’s humid, cloudy.

The river is dead calm. The cosmos feels like it is waiting for something.

A fly buzzing my head.

We meet Lyle and his person. Lyle is a little uncertain around other dogs. He and Fiona get nose to nose, then Fiona backs off.

Lyle is a rescue dog with anxiety issues. Apparently he chews up sheetrock walls and hasn’t met the crate he can’t escape. His person has ordered him a custom built steel crate.