Kettle Moraine State Forest—Southern Unit
Nothing like a walk in the woods to get back in touch with one's inner puppy -- or so I thought...
Walk? Hardly! More like endless, grueling miles of mountainous terrain, bugs, and extreme heat - and on an empty stomach to top it all off. The pace was arduous, my paws hurt. I tried to lie down but I was mocked and laughed at. In my delirium I actually heard them making jokes about the taxidermist we passed on the way.... (Of course,"Sister" Indi was bounding all over the place manically) I couldn't hold down any water and I couldn't eat for 2 days after the trip I was so thoroughly exhausted. This was also found to be a source of amusement for the rest of the "family".
Well, I'll show them. I am going to get in shape for swimsuit season. No more cheese-balls (well, or maybe I'll switch to Mozarella for a while). I think I look quite smashing for my age. I'll be 11 on Thursday, June 1st in case any of my readers want to mark that in their day books.


