I had my first walk in months, but we didn't get very far. Oh, well. It was more of a semi-walk, an almost walk. That firecracker was so loud and the cars so fast, it just didn't have that soft-grassy-yard feeling of security.
After all, what is a walk? It's a sneaky form of exercise. Too difficult these days, especially for Shane.
So we turned around and headed home. Shellavon—that's one of the neighbors—came out to say hello and pet me on the head. She told me I was beautiful and felt very bad about Shane's decline. Shane just stared at Joan. Meanwhile, Saki was bouncing all around, getting all itchy to run and play.
He's still a puppy, I guess.
Not me. Not Shane. We're adults.
Best wishes, Juno
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