Havana didn't want to walk.
Amara couldn't stop exploring.
Rocks are the current favorite thing. Especially "shiny ones."
When Havana wanted to go home, Amara and I continued on. But this time we went off the trail to see what we could see!
We found turkey feathers.
And neighbors yards (we had to hike down a steep hill to reach the other end of a trail to get home.)
A friendly dog.
Striking views.
Narrow paths.
Live turkeys.
And eventually we made it home to find Havana and Papa!
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