Beer

A little bit of beer is divine medicine.

~ Paracelsus

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This fall we did a number of drives. Leslie had a broken ankle. Instead of thinking that the injury was something that happened TO her, we worked together to figure out how maybe it could happen FOR her (and us). I had been wanting to drive the Blue Ridge Parkway for years - pretty much since I moved here. So we did some drives on that, we drove the Cherohala Skyway, we did some other drives in the area where we live. 

I planned our routes and some stops along the way. We took Lily and found places she could go with us. There were a lot of breweries with space that welcomed dogs. So we went to some of those. Lily likes beer (though we don't give it to her, she sometimes has swiped some), but that wasn't the point. The point was for us to get out and enjoy the fall while Leslie healed, to get Lily out and get her socialized and used to going places and used to being around people, and to get me out and get me socialized and used to going places and used to being around people.

We were successful in two of those three goals.