Drifting

    We walk our dog every afternoon, no matter what.  Usually it is nice to get outside we get a bit of fresh air and exercise, but sometimes it can be a pretty miserable event.  Such was the case yesterday, when there were strong, cold, gusty winds coming out of the north, picking up snow from the ground and blowing it across the fields.

    While we do these walks for the dog, I’m not sure that Skye realizes it.  She would just as soon be at home curled up on the bed.  Sometimes on our walks she does get a spark of energy and wants to play.  I respond by taking off one of my gloves and throwing it.  She chases after the glove, picks it up, shakes it violently, then runs ahead with it.  

    Yesterday as we were walking through the drifting snow, she wanted to play so I threw my glove in front of us.  Skye ran toward it, picked it up, then, instead of running ahead, she turned around, and ran past us, back toward our car.  This was clearly a message that she had had enough of the walk.    

 Looking at the drifting ahead of us, we decided that we too had had enough of the walk, so we turned around and followed Skye’s lead.

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