Our backyard. It extends for miles and miles really if you count how far we can walk through the jungle on dirt once we leave our front door. This particular day I walk up the canyon by our house. Ruffo is with me and off the leash. He was so happy to go on a walk after days of John and I being sick. Immediately though he took off, crashing through the undergrowth and out of sight. Soon I heard his barking and then the screaming back by monkeys who I hadn’t yet seen. One monkey must’ve been caught off …
Barking at Vibrant, Incessant Life: Nica Nugget #103
