i said mister let's just check the water temp and we went over the wall and i said i'll just look for some good stones for mary and nic to paint and then i see i'm not hurting and i go well maybe i'll swim you wanna come and i start backstroking out and mister shrugs and says well why not and follows me and i say yay mister. it got a tadpole warmer and smooth as silk sheets on a bare bum. we got out and mister's electric with joy dancing round me for treats he dint eat breakfast cuz it's a crummy special kibble and i give him a apple crunchy-o and dry my feets and we have to move to air dry him cuz i put his stinky drying rags in the laundry and we look for the rabbit and it's still there flatter without eyes and i duck through the wall to photograph a new saint mikey graf and he pops through and finds me. then we head south to give more air dry time the flies are trying to suck him dry which disturbs and disgusts us and  he roots under a tree and i wait and he turns and runs north again and i chase him then and he's really booking and i go round the opposite way to head him off at the swamp but looking across the empty stone coyote compound i see him run back the other way and i turn to head him off the other way and he turns north again and i run after him to the swamp where he sees me like a vision of a personal savior to a blind dog i once was lost but now i'm found was blind but now i see alleluia praise this dog praise be.