You win some you lose some. Yesterday Chica and I lost, when our master and mistress opted not to take us with them to Palmetto State Park, named for the dwarf palmettos that inhabit its swampy self. Perhaps it’s for the best as the place is alive with reptiles, some being of the poisonous persuasion.
Today Chica and I won, when Mary took us to Brackenridge Park for our weekly walk with the ladies. There were seven again this week and they covered a lot of territory—and subjects—over an hour and a half. Topics ranged from the Pam's daughter’s graduation on skis at Middlebury College to the number of Phd candidates at Renee's nursing school graduation at the University of Texas (a lot—this is UT, right?). There was also talk of tributaries of the San Antonio River, which runs through the park, thanks to River Authority member Sally.
When it was over, Mary Lil checked her pedometer and announced that we had taken 6,199 steps, totaling 2,333 miles. Because less than a sixth of the steps were in the moderate range, indicating more energy expended, the calorie count was a mere 159 burned. As she put it: “have a blast with a piece of bread.”
In Mary's case, it was some flaming hot chips leftover from the park outing. In Chica's and mine, it was a couple of extra doggie treats.
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