For the 4th of July we decided to load up the weenies and head out past Morrison, CO to hang out by the river with our good friend Johnny and his dog Junior. Yoshimi was really hesitant at first but eventually had a blast playing the water. Rivers in Colorado are so different from the rivers I’m used to in the South. They are clear, they don’t smell, and there is nothing hiding in the murk that could seriously harm you if not kill you. Oh my knee is all lumpy and scraped because I fell on a rock as soon as we arrived.