8.29 miles in 40 degrees. It started out overcast, but then the sun crept out at the end. In the first mile I had to cross the street to avoid a giant dead (or was it?) possum. Thank God I wore my contact lenses. I was going to run partially blind without them because my pink eye was still going strong. I surely would have stepped on the possum or be haunted by the closeup sight of it. The distance felt good, but my toe bones started to ache. That's happened a couple of times in the past. I'm not sure what the diagnosis for achy toe bones is, but it passes.
I saw five dogs, three of which are worth mentioning, on one block in the next town over. The first was an ADORABLE pit puppy (yep, I don't hate pits. I actually think as puppies, they're the cutest dogs out there. I just don't like it when they, or any breed, form gangs and roam the streets looking for human chew toys). The pup was so cute I had no choice but to do a stop and pet. Next I saw a beautiful white German shepherd. A minute later I saw a man brushing his old golden retriever mix on the front step of their house. The dog was patiently standing there during the primping. She seemed to love the attention.