Bill took this picture of Black Jack yesterday when he took her for her afternnoon walk. It was cold, but no white in the background here.
I liked this little waterway. I can't even tell you exactly where it was. I just went down to the water from the gym on West Georgia and followed the path to my left. After taking that last picture, I headed to Burrard and 5th to meet Bill for a latte at the Elysian (more another time on this 3rd of my latte haunts), and the movie, Milk, around the corner at Fifth Avenue Theatre.![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitxWzlWggGy4b0pf3yHwgol-OY_sfzsyp3lacOOKEJifqttyqXIeM5exvF51DABywfDc5xIuwy7Xi4V5mF8vbMbu89ciqelsI0dMfdUEJWxmnMYntkTcLtwXGcT2JZEVmgbxHFO0qReEk/s400/P1090994.JPG)
But last night, Black Jack looked out the window, and decided an indoor play with Bill would be just fine.
The good thing is that unlike her reaction the other day to very wet blobs of new snow melting on her back and disappearing into the green grass, she seems somewhat more resigned when the entire surroundings become white. She at least took time to check out the backyard perimeter, before heading in this morning.
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