Trail Running 51:00 [3]
shoes: Brooks Pure Grit w cleats
oh my...quite the eventful run this morning with trix. thank goodness for my night on shining tall boy armour. trix flushed out a really little fawn, about 20 lb'r - into a mud bog we went. the fawn stumbling for its life, trixy rolling around with it, way too rough for the fawn's balance abilities. beyond tired trying to break it up, the fawn losing its ability to shuffle about due to exhuastion and knowing trav wasn't far on tall boy, i started screaming for him. Shazaamm...trav comes riding up, tossing tall boy and into the bog he dives - together we separate trix and the fawn. wow....like being rescued by superman!!! still amazes me that trix was just "wrestling" with the fawn, like playing with another pooch. I was screaming like a lunatic anticipating a gruesome outcome - a real lunatic i was...kinda embarrassing after that fact. sure it didn't help the situation either.