Holiday walks

 

I get out after Christmas

After eating so much.  I know cause I keep gaining weight.  Or so far this last month it has balanced out at 233lbs.

I should make this blog my healthy way of living after letting go of restraint on my weight.

Yet a 45-minute walk down in the river bottom.  All the dogs out.  Every one of the males.  Dixie has no competitors.  All the dogs chase after her.  At first she will lead the charge yet along the road she's running away mostly getting nipped and trampled. 

We enjoy it. 

Afterwards, we stop at Tim's and I get her an old fashion donut 🍩.

No wallet of course.

By the time I'm home I have interpreted that I have lost serious time on finishing my book. 

And get home to open book yet have to write a blog post before that. 

Talking with my sweet wife, she goes why didn't you invite me.  Every walk I ask you to come and it's always no.  I was going out the door when you got up from a nap.

I thought if I asked it would be no.

Yet the socializing was huge, got to say.  It felt like we sniffed and kissed and jumped and rolled all through the river bottom.  

I noticed a but of a favouring on her right leg near the end of the walk.  Yet that seems to of not tired get as much as the walk.  

Here to here to those dogs of their runs.  Their dogs tired from the energy change.

Covid has changed our dog.  Socializing there's less stuff and their is walks in the river bottom seem as those walls of covid disappear and another world 🌎 out their with dogs.

Feel sort of bad, would of liked Kim to come, the socialist and calling the dog and when she came made the walk enjoyable.  She stayed close enough not to panic.  Tossed the ball, the folks got to throw the ball, so did i. Basically the dog got all of us tossing the ball in their goal of global domesticating humans.

The bog has here eyes closed and sleeping in the recliner on a blanket.  Her adventure an amazing adventure at to that.

I will have to see, Kim to come maybe next weekend.