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He had a bit of a setback the other day though while trying to get past an enormous fire breathing monster (a surveyor at the edge of the ditch) just as two teeth gnashing giant trolls on bikes approached from behind (Pam and John on their bikes). Dave talked quietly and steadied him, but he almost shook himself to pieces. When the danger passed he was beside himself with pride at his accomplishment (or perhaps he was just so thankful that he was still alive). Who knows what goes on his his sweet little brain.
The daily walks continue and progress is made.
Last night was Friday night - and Friday night is Fish Fry night at home. We enjoy the tradition and see no reason to stop it now. On our way to O'Shucks Raw Bar and Grill across the street, we came across these poor folks and asked them to join us. We enjoyed their company and our fish frys were outstanding.
|You're right - its Pam and John!|