Samos and I were both bummed. I sat around my house all afternoon, feeling guilty that I simply could not summon up the energy to do any of the things I so much needed to do. I just sat there like a sulking big lump of damp cotton ball. He sat around his house all afternoon and felt the same. We decided to try to cheer ourselves up by taking an energizing evening stroll through the Arboretum's swamp walk. It was so energizing, that while we didn’t actually get lost, we traversed bits that we had never been through before. I say we didn’t get lost, because that is what Samos kept telling me, but I was the teeniest bit anxious about it. We even saw naked people strutting about a secluded beachlet. I’ve never seen that in the Arboretum before. (Sadly, no photos – besides, this is a G-rated blog.) We both felt significantly cheered up afterward.
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Samos thought this dog was enjoying himself. I thought he looked a little apprehensive. What do you think?