You guys know our routine. Emma and I walk at least 3, but most days four times. Today for our big long walk, we asked Dad to come along. I knew the minute we hit the concrete it would be one of our short ones. The biggest problem with this place is that there are more pets than children. Inevitability, we will run into at least 4 of our neighbor dogs. Surprise, we only was one! Kinda worries me. It was a nice breezy, 80 degree day filled with sunshine, we only had morning dew that was evaporated by noon and here it was after four in the afternoon and no one but one other buddy was out. David was of course, glad.
This place is big enough for plenty of different sizes of dogs. The problem is there is no real designated go play area. So, they are forced to stretch their leashes and pull us owners to meet and greet along the street and down the sidewalks. Emma has made many friends, there names are: Rudy, Gipper, Ham-Ham, Sassy, Duke, Blondie, Keno, Jackson, Amadeus, Shelby, Gracie, Lucy, Jake, and many, many more I can’t think of off the top of my head. Usually, I can jerk the lead and turn her attention away, but sometimes when the other owner keeps meandering towards us with the intent of a social moment, I have no choice but to give in. That makes walking her sometimes a chore. She forgets we have a walk to take and business to get done. David wants her to do her business, get her exercise and come home. SHE wants to socialize, taking care of her business has it’s place after sniffing and tangling leashes. David had the typical male attitude, I would say.That being said, he slipped on his shoes, grabbed the mail key and off we went. I was tickled to death. Emma spent the first ten minutes looking back to make sure he was still there. We aren’t used to a guest on our walks.
We got a good 20 minute walk in, she did her business and we didn’t even talk very much. I keep harping on him telling him how therapeutic walking can be for your mind. It is cleansing and gives you the chance to clear out the cobwebs and focus on each step, or landmark you are approaching. I do it because she needs it, and I enjoy it. It gives me a burst of exercise in the middle of inactivity, and clears my VERY cluttered, brain. I just want him to tag along and enjoy the view and maybe relax a little. Hopefully, by keeping quiet and the absent furry neighbors, I can get him out there with me more often.