Another lovely day. The kind of day when one likes to take their best friend out for a walk. In my case it is taking Spot out for a walk. You would think after my confession of yesterday that I would never bother trying to have a day on the nature trail with The Boy, but something inside me said, “He loves going to Decew House. Take him there and we will walk the trails. It’s a lovely morning, he will love it.”
After Spot and I both had an early morning nap Maria and I and Spot boarded the elevator to the 1st floor and made our way to the car. I had an inkling the trip might be a lost cause by the way Spot was poking along behind me. “Nah,” I think to myself, “he loves the Decew House hike.”
And it is a lovely site. Today was especially nice with the sun reflecting off the yellow heads of a zillion dandelions. They made the entire area appear warm, buttery and inviting. They also reminded me what a pain they made my life when I owned the house. I suppose I could have let the damn things over run my yard but I had to make it look like I did something around the house while Maria was still working and I wasn’t.
I digress.
I heaved Spot out of the back of the car and placed him on the ground, not expecting him to dash off and roll around in the dandelions but at least to show some excitement about being back at one of his favourite recreational parks. He stood there looking up at me. I moved off with Maria towards the remains of Decew House expecting him to trot along after us. He stood there looking at us. I waved a cookie in the air and that got him as far as the house. Another cookie got him through the house and into the back yard. And there he stood. He would not move. On the plus side, he didn’t sit down.
Maria and I went back to the car and he trotted along after us. I had noticed a trail running towards Lake Gibson just across the road from the parking lot and suggested “we get him ‘over there’” and he would surely want to explore new ground. We walked toward the road. He walked to the back hatch. Maria and I returned to the car. I opened the hatch, he placed his feet on the edge of the bumper and I boosted him in.
I started the car and we all went home.
I think tomorrow if it is not raining I will make a run out to Charles Daley Park. I know he loves it there.
After Spot and I both had an early morning nap Maria and I and Spot boarded the elevator to the 1st floor and made our way to the car. I had an inkling the trip might be a lost cause by the way Spot was poking along behind me. “Nah,” I think to myself, “he loves the Decew House hike.”
And it is a lovely site. Today was especially nice with the sun reflecting off the yellow heads of a zillion dandelions. They made the entire area appear warm, buttery and inviting. They also reminded me what a pain they made my life when I owned the house. I suppose I could have let the damn things over run my yard but I had to make it look like I did something around the house while Maria was still working and I wasn’t.
I digress.
I heaved Spot out of the back of the car and placed him on the ground, not expecting him to dash off and roll around in the dandelions but at least to show some excitement about being back at one of his favourite recreational parks. He stood there looking up at me. I moved off with Maria towards the remains of Decew House expecting him to trot along after us. He stood there looking at us. I waved a cookie in the air and that got him as far as the house. Another cookie got him through the house and into the back yard. And there he stood. He would not move. On the plus side, he didn’t sit down.
Maria and I went back to the car and he trotted along after us. I had noticed a trail running towards Lake Gibson just across the road from the parking lot and suggested “we get him ‘over there’” and he would surely want to explore new ground. We walked toward the road. He walked to the back hatch. Maria and I returned to the car. I opened the hatch, he placed his feet on the edge of the bumper and I boosted him in.
I started the car and we all went home.
I think tomorrow if it is not raining I will make a run out to Charles Daley Park. I know he loves it there.
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