Yesterday Harry spent over an hour playing fetch with a fantastically resilient piece of driftwood.
Contrary to his usual routine, he rarely dropped it for me to throw it again; instead, he kept running across the beach while firmly holding on to it.
He even chased seagulls with the piece of wood between his teeth. Needless to say that the seagulls out-flew him. Poor Harry ended up with sore feet and a small open wound, which I tried to take care of with disinfectant spray, gauze and duct tape. However, he rips off these makeshift bandages to apply his own miracle ointment: Harry slobber.
No seals on Seal Rock today, but lots of cormorants.
We broke the 10,000-mile sound barrier this afternoon!
Lots of rain today, and I’m still feeling malade, so not much driving. Spending the night just south of Florence, OR.
it seems you overcame the fever, I hope so. Please mind the fires in northern California.
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The fires imply that it’s not raining over here, which I’d welcome. Now, I am of course really sorry about the fires — but the weather here in Oregon stinks.
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