Friday, August 10, 2018

August 10: Ashland, Oregon

Yesterday, Miss Louise once again slipped her harness under the scariest circumstances imaginable. She tore across a street with traffic to greet a dog on the other side. The young friend I was having coffee with in a sidewalk cafe tore after her, she eluded him, ran back across the street and assumed "naughty puppy" pose at my feet.

For the rest of the trip, she has to wear two harnesses. Her dog walker back home has found something more secure for her to wear on our arrival.

Today, the tenth, we drove through thick woodsmoke, the sun a bright red disk in the sky. Ashland not as bad as it was north of Grants Pass. Here's hoping well for outside shows, though my asthma is definitely feeling the effects.

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