November 12, 2002

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  It snowed yesterday.  Koji had an appointment at the vet.  Greyfox is a little bummed out because his car, Lassie, that doubles as his roadside stand, had an engine breakdown Sunday.  He stayed home and Doug and I took the dog, in my car Streak, to the doctor for his booster shots.  Traffic was heavier than usual and, if this is possible, even crazier than usual.

  
  

  Near the start of our trip a, big, empty, auto transporter zoomed up behind us ‘way over the speed limit, which I was doing, and passed me on a curving hill.  He was about halfway around me when an oncoming car crested the hill.  I’ll bet that driver was scared, seeing the truck bearing down on him in his lane.  I slowed as quickly as I could without losing traction, and the oncoming driver slowed and pulled onto the shoulder, and we all squeaked through that near miss.

  
  

  The vet praised Koji’s condition and courage *glow* and renewed his immunizations.  Then we headed to Wal-Mart for a few necessities:  chewy treats for Koji, sweet treats for Doug.  They walked around the parking lot while I shopped, then I took Doug to Burger King for his dinner.  I had a bottle of water and my mid-day handful of empty-stomach supplements.  I wasn’t even tempted by the junk food.  This, my first town trip since starting the current regime of neurotransmitter precursors, was a test and I passed.

  
  

  On the way home, an ambulance passed us going toward the hospital, and then we passed a wreck where another ambulance and several emergency vehicles were still on the scene.  It was on an icy hill and our wheels spun as we tried to creep past the wreck.  I was ever so glad for Streak Subaru’s front-wheel drive.  We made it through that slick area without even having to shift to 4WD.

  
  

  That was yesterday, and I forgot to take the camera with me.  This morning, as the sun was coming up, I slipped into my boots and out the door with the camera.  I was fine until I ventured out onto the ice of the muskeg.  I went Doug one better; filled both my boots when the ice cracked over a deep spot.  It wasn’t too deep:  the surface of the ice was about at knee level when I hit bottom.

  
  

  Since I was far enough away from the brushy edge of the marsh to get this unobstructed shot, I went ahead and captured it before climbing back up onto the ice and heading for the house.  I got some disparaging comments from my two guys as I hung my boots on the dryer over the woodstove.  I guess I deserved that, after giving Doug a hard time a few days ago for the same dumb trick.

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