22 Degrees This Morning

River, my running companion, has hurt her front left leg.  Occasionally, she limps.  So, she’s not running with me until she’s better.  Still, we walk through the woods after which I drop her off at the house and run.  She hates it.  That doesn’t mean I am running without four-legged friends.

Poor River having to take a walk as opposed to going for a run

The friends seem to like me as much as River.  We gather on an almost always empty road where my trail path cuts out of the woods. This morning I was joined by a furry pair that seemed to enjoy human company as much as I enjoy canine company.

22 degrees F this morning

Coco, River’s great friend seemed a little disappointed that I was alone running.  She quickly got over missing River and we were soon joined by another guy on the road.

Coco is the lab. I don’t know the other fellow’s name, but he’s often around on runs and sometimes comes to our house for a cookie.

Coco, who seems to have no interest in anything other than a good time, does not hesitate to jump in a ditch are creek no matter how cold it is outside.

There is no reason to be in this ditch except for a trickle of water and mud.

When the running was done, it was time to shoot.  Once again, I am very happy to have a heater in my shed near where I stand during practice. There will be more cold morning runs and archery practice. But, this is the South and the cold won’t last long.

Yep, this is how I’ve been rolling.

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