The wind was howling, spitting snow and rain, that stung my face, but we were out at the airport walking up and back on the runway. Why were we placing ourself in such unpleasant conditions? That’s an easy question to answer--our dog.
Having a dog always seems to channel us toward outdoor activity, no matter what the weather is doing. I doubt if we would be out there, being blown around at the airfield, if we didn’t have Skye, and it’s strange, because its not like Skye is shut in the house all day long, she can go outside whenever she wants, its just that we have gotten into the habit of taking the dog for a walk twice a day, and so we do it rain or shine.
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