Monday, August 10, 2009

Designated drivers

A friend held a party at his cabin five miles from my place. I hitched up Gill and Bibi even though, strictly speaking, it was too hot for them to do any serious running. But we went at a slow pace, taking lots of breaks. Bibi, who has always had tender paws, needed booties the whole way. Gill was fine.
This, of course, is how I feel getting to a party should be. No emissions, and no need for cops along the road.

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