You think you're doing everything right, then Bam! a nasty cold hits like prize fighter. I know where it came from but doesn't lessen the punch. Not that it stopped me from doing Knox, just doing it a bit slower.
Paula's dog Kona was wary of me and I of him. He's a big barking, lunging machine and if she hadn't been there to hold him back, I don't know. She professes he's never bitten, but he hadn't met me yet.