Today, I went running with a new friend–Burnie.
Say hi to the people burnie:
Burnie is not much for words.
Before we went running, I wrapped Burnie in special padding–just for him.
But Burnie could not be contained.
A mile later I felt a rush of wind and flap of skin.
When I finished the run, I looked down and Burnie was gone.
Perhaps three miles was not enough for him.
Maybe he is dancing along the Rio or climbing the Sandia.
Run free, Burnie.