My heart beating fast
As I think about trying
To get to the woods!

After the lady and dog left (yesterday’s post), Quinn was wound up. He circled the shelter, then crossed about 25 feet of grass to this scrubby tree, out ahead of me. For him, in daylight, that was quite bold.

In front of him now is a long open slope leading up to the tree line about 100 feet away. We’ve been to that woods several times (him in catpack across the field) and he likes it there. He stood in this spot a long while, tail talking.
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