hiking with nacho yesterday, the river was raging and full. it’s hard to keep him out of the water. i tried to get him positioned in front of the rapids for a picture and said “Sit” and he sat and fell in a hole.
he was cool with it.
i wish i were more like nacho. i would have freaked out, fallen backwards and cracked my skull and spine and died. which seems like an okay way to go sometimes. better than stomach cancer.
he also saw a cairn. and became mildly over excited.