The Well Travelled Pup: A sabra in the suburbs.

Friday, November 17, 2006

A Walk on the Wild Side

In all fairness, Asher didn't know any better. He went into the woods with me without a guide. He trusted me, I trusted him. Luckily, after I panicked, I found the path to get out. He really just wanted to get back to the water to go swimming again. We navigated the Upper Trail at the Johnson Conservancy - trails that we got to from the tennis courts on Pinebrook Blvd.



You can see that Asher is on a leash - no way I was going in to swim with him though!

By this time Asher had shaken himself dry and was busy trying to figure out how to get back to the trail and save me from a full fledged panic attack!

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