Running paws

That's me. One of the humans and I are trying a new route on our morning runs--which she says are going to be more frequent. The last couple of times we've gone along the river, heading north along the public promenade. She says that if we get to 83rd street and back, that's three miles. We're not there yet--we've made it to the boat basin and back--but we're working on it. It's so pretty in the morning--the breeze blows and the sun reflects on the water. And I get turkey bacon along the way, which is the real reason I allow myself to be dragged out of bed.