No question about Roxy getting settled into life on Columbia St. She survived unscathed an attack by a neighbor dog, just a bad tear to her coat that Gail was able to sew up. It's getting rarer to walk her somewhere new.
She and I went up to Hospicare one morning where the pond has been drained so we ventured out onto the muck. Hadn't been to that general area or specific spot before.
She insisted on getting all artsy up at Cornell one morning.
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