Two Dog Walk - The Old Ladies Shuffle
Several days ago, I brought both girls for a stroll along the beach. Maia's knee was better and she was eager to go on a longer walk. I had my iPhone for photos. Good thing; within a day or two, the weather turned to the usual Thanksgiving Week deluge of rain with wind gusts to make sure the leaves and off the trees and on the ground, clogging storm drains, ensuring flooding. Even though the official start of winter is still nearly a month away, it has arrived in Seattle.
|The girls pose on the park's new compass.|
|The girls reluctantly pose in the new wetland area.|
But now Maia suffers with a stiff knee if she walks more than a mile or so. Meadow could easily enjoy a three mile walk on a daily basis. Neither likes being left behind. If I take only Maia, Meadow howls in the house for several minutes. If I take only Meadow, Maia barks in an unhappy high-pitched way. For now, the compromise is usually this: I take them both for a short walk, maybe a block, maybe a half mile to a mile depending on Maia's knee, then take Maia back to the house before continuing on with Meadow. Maia barks less this way. Meadow - after the first few times we did this - no longer tries to tell me we've forgotten someone and need to return to the house to get her. In fact, Meadow seems to thrive on her alone walks, moving with a bouncier step, no longer constrained by Maia's tugs on the coupler to keep her in line.
This is a hard, hard time for me. The girls' aging process is gaining speed on that downward side of the bell curve that is a dog's short life.
I savor every Old Ladies Shuffle Walk that we three take together.