Notes
The morning after the Uber draft.
Was shuffling along and came across a couple walking their dogs on the lake road and both dogs were on a leash. A truly shocking development.
So I started thinking about how anxious I get about wild dogs and how I've very rarely ever come across them during these Ozark runs. Sure enough, as I'm climbing a hill I spot a non-leashed Boxer with no humans around and have to run right past it. A bit nervous but the dog only watched, never barked, growled, or moved. Good doggie, bad humans.