I haven’t written anything recently but that’s because Ms. Mar and Mr. C haven’t taken me on any adventures lately . . . that is until last Sunday. I initially knew something was wrong when I was carried and cuddled in the wee morning hours. This is unusual and I’m not accustomed to unusual. When they took me to the car I really knew something was up. My first thought was we were going to the vet. Oh, no!!! Why, what did I do to warrant this?”
But when we got out of the car we were somewhere else. 
The symphony overture played as we took front seats (actually we were standing) to a chilling moment. Quiet moments rolled to a crescendo as human voices roared to gleeful shouting. The first Bend, Oregon Marathon started with a countdown. Continue reading
