A Canine on a Cannon

Because something unspeakable was on the ground along my basic walkie yesterday, we now have to adjust the walk and go past the small military museum instead of through the woods. Possibly until next winter. The good thing is there are lots of rocks and giant oak roots and cannons to jump and climb. This is one of them.

It’s super hot still. I’m wearing my cooling bandana that used to belong to my best friend forever Dolly. Mum is wearing the cool down blanket that also used to belong to Dolly. Desperate times call for desperate measures.