Today was one of "those" days when nothing went as planned. I woke up to the sound of R vomiting. This is not the first morning this week that he's been sick so I decided that it was time to get him to the vet (for the umpteenth time in the last month). So, Shyla and I missed our morning hike. It's incredible how quickly she has learned to love our routine. She seems already addicted to galloping through our forest every single morning, just like the rest of us. She was disappointed this morning - but I can't do everything!