Still stompin’ at Savoy

Labor Day, so between thunderstorms, a drive up through Savoy State Forest on back mountain roads, head out the window – and a little splash & stick & socializing at North Pond.

Gilly’s vigor and beautiful, equine movement impressed some onlookers, who admired him greatly.

It was nice to hear that.

I’ve become so hyper-vigilant about the changes and diminishments of his capacities these days: making sure he doesn’t fall, getting him a ramp for the car, worrying about his increasing fragility, and tracking his proprioception day to day like I’m Oliver Sachs – it was good to be reminded that to outside eyes, he’s still plain old beefcake.

To mine, of course, he’s still perfect. Just mortal. So terribly, terribly mortal.

labor-day-north-pond

There is so much joy in his capacity for joy, though.

Every day.

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