Love For The Run

I am shocked to be reporting that Mikey, Sesame and myself have run at least a mile a day for a week straight. This morning on a two mile run we were stopped at the end by a guy walking his dog who pointed up into the hills (see pic) to a cayote (look real close) who was sunning him/herself after having just run in parallel with us along the opposite side of the rio grande. A common language, the run. We'll look for him tomorrow.