July 24, 2023

Went to the river to write. Did so. Many dogs were abroad, and when I sat down, a cream colored Husky/German shepherd mix named Pancho turned from what he was doing and ran straight for me. The look on his face was such gleeful mischief that I had to laugh even as he launched through the air toward me. A second later he was on the picnic table, scattering my phone and books, and taking my nose full in his mouth. I suppose that was his idiom. His master was upset until he saw that I didn’t care.