Tonight Samantha and I ran along the Witham Hill bike path. We started out just before sunset and made it back as it was starting to get toward dusk. Both of us were surprised that we didn’t run into the cat that has followed us the last few times we’ve been down there. Samantha wondered if perhaps the cat had been eaten on its wanderings into the spooky scrublands along the path. I figured it was either inside eating or out hunting and had already received enough loving for the day.
Our route was about 2.5 miles long.