after months of feeling rotten, having the lung capacity to enjoy an outdoor trail is nothing short of joyous. why is the sound of pebbles under foot so satisfying? probably because of the lack of it in our everyday lives surrounded by cement. cosby leads the way, keeping a close watch on me. he doesn't let me fall too far behind. (camera: my old cell. phone. i like all the movement in this running image.)
the tail never stops wagging. with its white tip, it's like a flag, the standard, leading the way.
happy tails to you. :)
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