it was a super day of weather with big wind blowing leaves way up in the sky with the birds. bear and i communicated in a beautiful way. i got down on the ground with six dogs. i communicated with all six but best with albert and little bear. one of the dog people asked how am i and i said good and then laughed, that's the traditional reply, but i didn't usually say it, i'd say how i really felt, and laughed but it's true this time, though it's a dread-filled saga of epic proportions, i do admit i feel good. it may have been the cbd talking, but it's more than that, and even though i still get a little anxious and superstitious when i admit to feeling good, i don't want to deny it, i want to sing and dance it.