Saturday, April 5, 2008

I Am Walter's Father: Joggers, Joggers Everywhere...

...And Not A Thigh to Bite.

There is an annual spring sprint on the Beach, starting at the end of the boardwalk (Trillium Trail, Station 10). The sun is shining, the air is crisp, and Wally is being *very* good. We're hanging out at the start/finish line, which has a lot of action - dogs and people. I'm chillin' wit Derwaller, watching the action. Hannah's over at Karen's at the moment - I asked her to take the girl Friday night.

Signing off to play now. :)

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