We found a perfect new spot to walk up at Vedauwoo-- it is not heavily used, the trail follows a creek so it's pretty and green, the trail is almost all flat so Hazel can walk, and it smells lovely this time of year. This particular day, Hazel walked at least 1/2 a mile. She was collecting rose hips, which she calls apples. We have crab apple trees in the neighborhood, and Hazel likes to pick a few when we walk by.
On the way back to the car, Hazel fell asleep in the carrier. Vivian, again, spent the whole adventure snoozing away.
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