breakfast with the girls I had just glided down from the tree I'd slept in, much to the surprise of a woman riding by on here bike, and was packin' up camp and enjoying the view of the little canal that winds along the road when Jan walked by with the tawny older one and I just had to say "hi". We got to talking. She's only a year, but pushin' 100lbs. I showed him a picture of Job and we talked about philosphy. Jan invited me back to his house where I got to meet his younger Neopolitan mastiff pup while enjoying good conversation with Jan and Mickey, his personal assistant and a college student, and a rare hot meal (well the eggs were hot).