Early morning in Central Texas. Love the fog. I start imagining all kinds of interesting things appearing in the foggy mist, mainly a hunting party of Comanches riding single file slightly beyond the fog line.
The "hip, hip, hooray" part is the boot comes off today, I hope. I am driving myself to the doctor with shoes on, of course. The right ankle is mostly well, still a little tender, and it feels weird to walk around without the boot. I have many errands to run before returning home, like the grocery store, Home Depot, etc. I am shameless in my excitement to leave the house without hubby or someone driving me.
BTW, Luc has been receiving some obedience training when he is in his hyper-exuberance mode. He is puzzled as to why I am making him perform as requested. Next up, when I am sure about the ankle, he will be getting a more specific obedience training -- for instance, leashing him up and taking him to Tractor Supply and/or Home Depot. When he sees people or another dog, he goes absolutely nuts trying to greet them. :D
Until next time, God bless.