Dad is putting on his boots. Gus is already at the mud room door. The car keys are in Dad’s hand.

It is Wednesday and we are apparently going to Dry River Canyon.

I did not see this coming. Wednesday walks are usually around the neighborhood. Wednesday car rides to off-leash places are not in the normal rotation.

But here we are. Gus is doing his pre-car-ride stretch. I am doing mine.

Sometimes the week just decides to be better than expected.