A Good StrollI cross the void beyond the mind...The empty space that circles time...And follow those who stumble blind...To seek a truth they never find...Eternal wisdom is my guide.The Doctor finished writing down his poem and closed up his notebook. He turned around and patted the head of his robotic dog."Good boy K9." he turned back around to the control panel and made a few calculations. "How say we go for a walk?"."Excellent, master." the dog said in his robotic voice."Hmm...1996 London should do us good." the elder Time Lord stared up at the roof of his TARDIS: a vast recreation of space. Shooting stars and all. A blue time rotor and lighted blue floors. "K9, I'm feeling a bit depressed. Any suggestions?""I would suggest a visit to grandchildren. John and Gillian perhaps?""They forgot about me." he sighed. The trusty time machine landed and the doors opened. "Come along boy. Perhaps a good stroll would exterminate these blues."_____________