... In the woods after a day off yesterday to let Holly recuperate. She's pretty much back to normal but I'm not throwing a tennis ball for her for one more day to be sure (and she is not happy about that- she's practically walking backwards in front of me looking expectant).
Warmer, 36F, and the trials are a mess of sticky, slippery mud!
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