Yesterday, after a cleansing, Nicki sat by as i did a Dia de los Perritos in the Mexican manner; and so, today, seeing as it was dry, i thought taking him for a long walk would be an appropriately canine way to spend the day.
We drove first up to the mushy marshlands west of Ferndale where Nick gallumphed and kersplushed to his Labraheart's content.
From there we drove up to Birch Bay where Nicki got to pad about in the surf retrieving the one not-water logged stick i was able to find.
The inside of the Jeep was by now totally mucky as we made our way to Lincoln Park in Blaine. There, Nicki ran circles through the ferns following and intricate intersection of scents while, precisely at 4:39, i sat on a tree stump and looked into my heart where another dog lies.
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