smooth walking on pavement :)

Flash back to August 23- Jester had gotten a chiro therapy treatment, and within a couple of hours could not walk on anything but soft grass. Today, October 1, while two trash trucks and a bobcat picked up the street-side piles of residential debris (a lovely service Phoenix provides quarterly), Jester calmly strode down the unyielding pavement. Pausing at the front lawn, his nimble lips found succulent tendrils of bermuda. He paid attention but did not jig, dance or panic as the collectors passed within a few yards of us. Last night I detected NO heat in his hooves, and just a gentle digital pulse at the fore pasterns. No wonder there is a sparkle in his eye, to match the frequent bugle that escapes his flaring nostrils. There is an answering sigh and grateful prayer in my heart.