The lake level has dropped
quite a bit in the last few
years, but the dog Rodney
still finds enough depth in
which to splash about,
patrolling for bluegills.
This dog probably owned Spook’s girlfriend Linda down in Las Cruces. On my first visit to New Mexico, in March of ’77, we rendezvoused there. A gang of us were headed for the Grand Prix in Long Beach, CA. I had enchiladas (from “Gil’s”) for the first time and learned to play to play cribbage while listening to Boston’s “More Than A Feeling”. Ah, the ’70s!