I had planned to drop-in at 7K yesterday, however my teenagerish Husky granddog decided that she was going to chase a coyote and my workout would be chasing her. It's not a good look to lose your granddog whom you've been entrusted to dog sit, challenge on! I went the way she bolted on foot, Craig got the car and drove around, after forever, we traded and I drove while he walked. I finally decided just to try her street to see if she might have come back and there she was trotting down the middle of the street, like I told you I was going to do this and you can't stop me. I stopped the car opened the back door and offered her some raw bacon (note: she likes her bacon cooked). She was like eh, I'm not getting in the car for this, she walked around the car a few times to tease me and hopped in. Crisis averted, near tears of relief. But maybe the near tears were also because I just avoided some immeasurable amount of wall balls.
Pickleball this morning, I didn't play as well as I would have liked but had way more fun than Husky Chasing.
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