Football conditioning had started the first of the week, in the mornings, and then Josh had had to make a Kremmling turn, while Danny had done the way...freight to Camden. Bud Ellsberg, the president of the Camden and Spearfish Lake, had been a football player once, and a pretty good one for the Marlins at that, so he knew the drill. He tried to cut Josh and Danny as much slack as he could with the scheduling, and had had a couple of words with Coach Hekkinan, an old teammate, about the times. Mike said that the previous trainings I did were not very effective. I was able to tune out and just do what I am told like a robot. He wanted me to be an active participant. He felt that if I failed to make rent, it would allow him to adjust the training plan and serve to indicate either he is not giving me enough to do, or I am not pulling my weight.I would also be permitted to spend some of my points on treats and rewards but only on occasion and when it looked like I was going to make rent. Spring Flower and Honey Bee flatly announced that they had had their adventure among the Comanches and were not interested in making another trip into Comancheria. I was definitely relieved at that, but Fawn had exactly the opposite feeling. She was ready to go back as soon as I was. Okay, I could live with that. One companion on such a trip was very pleasant, but looking after three extra people was definitely more than I wanted as a steady diet.Fawn and I continued to make weekly trips into. I was sure it must be getting dark outside, but trying to look out under my blindfold I could still see light. It seemed to be the wrong colour for daylight and then it hit me.HE HAD TURNED ON THE LIGHT.This seriously changed the game. I hadn't heard him close the curtains and I certainly didn't hear him close the shutters.OH MY GOD!This meant that the room would be lit and outside would be dark. And that meant that anyone outside in the dark could see what goes on in the lit room.SOMEONE CAN.