old dawg (12 and a bit..) has to break quite a bit now....his back legs are starting to go. not like i minded anyways, wit this frikkin' pneumonia it's like trying to breath thru a straw, i could only go so far for i had to stop....my wife called me an idiot for going out....bah, what do women know...
nice little swamp area for dawg to drink up...
or should i say swim up...
thank jebus, an easy part of the trail.....only one...catch our breath...
