A man fished at the pond. At his feet were a hound puppy and a boxer mix puppy on leashes. Somehow they figured out a way to break free of the hold upon their leashes. They ran to inspect Beatrice. I worried that a particular Beatrice trait I refer to as "junkyard dog" might result. The "junkyard dog" term refers to a cinematic snarling which Beatrice exhibits in times of unwanted canine opposition.
But Beatrice showed mostly a kind of tolerant uncertainty. The fisherman came and apologized and retrieved his puppies. The puppies, on the other hand, enjoyed themselves thoroughly.
I saw 11 bird species on that walk, including a Blue Jay whose photograph I added to my collection. Beatrice and I took 1 hour and 5 minutes on that walk. Beatrice used to spend 25 to 30 minutes on that walk.
After I deposited Beatrice at home, I went for a mid-morning walk on the Watters Branch Trail, This time I saw 12 bird species on the walk. The weather remained pleasant until near the end of that walk. I got a shower, and ate a grilled chicken sandwich and chili from Wendy's. I worked a bit this afternoon on an interesting work matter. I worked on vacation planning and made real progress. We dined at El Pollo Loco this evening, after experiencing the extreme heat on our way in and out of the car. I made plans for some business travel tomorrow.
I spoke with my sister for nearly an hour. I was glad to get caught up. Tomorrow will be a busy day.
I watched a bit of the Adam West/Burt Ward version of "Batman", which is one of my favorite super-hero films.
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