Tag: walking Dolly

Christmas Decorating the Mountain Way

I observed this metamorphosis with amazement. People who live above our walking road, removed pumpkins from the tan Halloween hay and sprayed the hay red and green. Santa jumped in with bows and a solar light. Will they recycle again? I’ll watch and let you know.

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This was my view while walking Dolly to the stop sign.

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John had an appointment, so I took Dolly out alone. She pulled me for a full half hour without choking herself to death.

I said, “Whoa, Dolly! I’m not used to cruising at 90 miles an hour with my brakes on!”

My knees thanked me for turning around when I did. I wish I’d had more stamina for her sake.

Pulldog

I know Dolly, the dog in the photo, is not a bulldog, but today she was my pull-dog. There was a death in neighbor Shawn’s family, so we are walking Dolly while our neighbors are gone.

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We were very impressed with the dog’s behavior. I went over as soon as I was dressed and let her outside to pee. She came right back in and went straight to her crate.

“You don’t have to be there,” I said. “Come on, we’ll go for a walk.”

She danced to the front door when she saw the leash and waited for me to hook it to her collar. John joined us, and we set off. We are in the habit of taking a picture of those who walk to the creek with us, so John posed with her. I held the leash going up the steep hill, knowing she would pull forward. John said he’d never seen me go up that hill so fast! I think I need to rent her for the walk EVERY morning. Wouldn’t you agree?