White Dog and Steve had the Park to themselves for their early morning run. White Dog loves when this happens. She runs with abandon beautifully streaming across the gentle sloping "hills" and around the stands of evergreens. It is a lovely image with the first rays of daylight spotlighting her sparkling white coat. They returned, invigorated, and were ready for a day where we shifted gears slightly...to prepare and readying the house for the Thanksgiving gathering, a long standing tradition of community where those with no other family to share the day with join us (each person bringing a favorite dish) to celebrate the blessing of friendship.
P.S. Rest in Peace, Snickers! May you be pain-free and healthy as you run across the Bridge. Thank you for bringing us all closer together in a worldwide Cirlce of Paws. You will never be forgotten!