And then there was nothing.

(November 30, 2008)

Day 229

The Bakery


Like I said: epic skies.

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This little guy found us at our holiday park. We started playing frisbee and he chased it around for a good half hour. Anytime we tried to throw it directly to him, he would run away from it. He hung out by our RV for another hour or so, just dozing at our feet while we read.

After he barked at another dog in the park, some guy in a neon shirt and short-shorts came to confront us about it. Upon learning that he wasn't ours and was just a lost, lonely dog, the bad man took him away. I hope lil' Bruno is okay and eventually made it home.

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