

Here's 4 out of 5 of the guys to bravely cross.


Later in the evening Robert and I went back and took our dogs. Tallulah had a blast playing in the river and trying to herd the water. Sabueso, always a little more cautious, did get all four paws wet for about 30 seconds but that was it. It was a nice walk for all of us.
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Is this some kind of local custom, or is it Robert's way of holding onto his youth? Happy belated birthday, Robert!
I think that it is only a custom in Kim's mind. Robert came back with the most scrapes and bruises. So, it didn't do much for his youth.
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