Walking, always walking

I have started using a walking stick, left over from when Young Tom was learning to walk again after his courageous bout with polio.













It really helps me not have to sit down as often, so I am still able to go on long walks around the neighborhood with Snuffy. As with all things, Snuffy quickly developed an adversarial relationship with the stick. I think he's over it now though because I had so much fun jabbing it in his direction to make him jump that he doesn't really react anymore. I like to think it makes me look like Gandalf.