Being good is really tiring, apparently. These guys accompanied me to the Prairie Village art fair today, and at least six strangers stopped me to compliment me on how well-behaved they were. And about six thousand more wanted to pet them. I'm amazed at how many people are beginning to recognize the breed! Not so amazed that they still often say "Shibu Ina" or "Shibu Emu" or "What was that again"? :)
This weekend would have been ideal for running, with nice cool weather and no humidity (unlike the last two weeks). But I came down with something Saturday morning. I only left the house to hit the art fair for an hour (the fresh air felt good) and to run in to CVS for a decongestant. Ugh.