When Brad was hiking the Pacific Crest Trail this past summer with Benton, he reported that Benton liked to jump up on every log or rock along the way to see the vistas. I looked out the window this morning and there was Benton, high up on the straw bales. For quite a long time he stayed on the top bale surveying his neighborhood.
This posting is to Brad, in far off NZ, from Benton with tugs and hugs and kisses. He's missing his guy-of-energy-and-fun-and-play-and-tug-and-toss-and-run!