Every so often, a workout comes together perfectly. This morning we did crazy 8s. The air was clean and cool. The yard was soft and forgiving. The pack was in a rhythm that was an absolute thing of beauty. It looked like a school of fish riding the current together in perfect harmony. It looked like a pack of wolves working together on a hunt. It resembled a herd of wild Mustangs roaming the high plains in Montana.
| Kaffee | 14 |
| Barb | 14 |
| Harriott | 13 |
| John B | 13 |
| Lisa | 13 |
| Reba | 13 |
| Irene | 12 |
| Caroline | 12 |
| John S | 12 |
| Prancey | 12 |
| Cindy | 11 |
| Ellie | 11 |
| Paige | 11 |
| Chris W. | 10 |
| Christine/DQ | 10 |
| Mary | 10 |
| Amy | 10 |
| Charles | 10 |
| Mary Blythe | 10 |
| Alan | 9 |
| Margaret | 9 |
| Glamour | 7 |
| John O'Neill | 7 |
| Leslie | 7 |
| Jimmy F | 7 |
| Matt | 7 |
| Reid | 6 |
| Sally | 6 |
| Allison | 4 |
| Dave B | 4 |
| John G. | 4 |
| Steef | 4 |
| Virginia | 4 |
| Fred Glass | 3 |
| Caroline Mc | 2 |
| Jonathan | 1 |
| Kathleen | 1 |
| Mary D. | 1 |
| Susie C | 1 |
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