A break

If you are lucky enough to have a Person, you might be extra lucky enough to have one who will drive many miles in a cramped but fuel-efficient car to take you somewhere interesting for a walk. And she might take the money she saved on gas and buy you a nice item off the dollar menu at MacDonalds for your super supper. And she might rent you a little cabin to sleep in over night that has a little porch and yard and in the morning you can sniff the scent of red squirrel feet or gray fox feet or wolf feet or bear feet or even moose feet while the sun rises up over Lake Superior and ravens call gruffly as they fly over your little red head. And she might take you to Grand Marais and share a cinnamon-sprinkled donut with you while people admire your size and shape and brown eyes and ask about your origins. And she might take you hiking in a ferny grotto and clamber up the sides of a rocky outcropping with you and sit on the top of a bluff looking out over at the Poplar River and share an apple with you. And she might make you wait in the car while she eats with your Best Friend but she might bring you a piece of fresh bluefin herring to eat for a snack.

I am an extra lucky Red Dog and that is what I did this weekend for fun!