I'm not going to be leaving a dust trail or set any records for speed, but given enough time, I'm at least back in motion. Michael walks at a sedate pace, so he doesn't seem to mind that we walk in first gear (you'd have to remember stick-shift cars to get that one). It gives him time to survey his territory, pick the best piddle spots, and bury acorns. While he may look askance at my current hunched-over posture, he has the decency not to laugh as we creep along. Regardless, we get the job done. I have high hopes for today.
Stay safe. Be well.
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