shit fire, i think obomba's back in town. 

charlie's new hand-me-down harness is awkward. she was rolling like she was on fire. 

still we had an adventure. went to drop off the therapy check, round the point, to the meadow and through the island (the psycho-steward who said no dogs allowed on the island is a smiley rictus faced liar). charlie stepped on some lily pads and splashdown. we met owen. many pictures mysteriously disappeared. i only ended up with 17 of a possible 159. 

so ends my day in obamaland i'm glad to say. just one more aerial view and on to the the open and the maki yummers. 

it don't matter losing some pictures, it's losing dogs, and trees, and land that hurts.