Juli and Keith have a dog. He is a dachshund named Walter.
He likes to eat carrots and strawberries. Which is strange for a dog, frankly. Sometimes when Arthur and I go out for a walk we take Walter along. He has to check his "pee-mail" as Juli likes to say. I think this is a hilarious concept, but weirdly accurate, as he must sniff every tree and bush between their house and the mailboxes up by the main road, which is about 1 km.
Here is Walter eating a strawberry. You can just sort of make it out entering his mouth. That's a blurry strawberry, not his tongue.
We had a very full morning of appointments, today down in the Portland at the VA, again. It's a hard situation. Sometimes we feel optimism, and sometimes we don't. Such is life.
[daily log: walking, 4km]