The musings of Mingus the Irish setter of the field type. Kissing dog par excellence. Small, fast excellent hunter and ready to cuddle anyone anywhere. Except game birds, naturally.
Saturday, November 6, 2010
Walking grandmother dog
My human is working most of the time which means less walks. But that's Ok since she takes me running in the woods once a day. I love running together, and mostly she lets me set the pace and the route. I follow various scents and have time for lots of cross searches to give her a chance to keep up. Can't be much fun to have only two legs, and her nose being so high up, missing all these lovely trails. If I had magic I would turn her into a dog, if only for a day. She would make a fine golden retriever I believe.
Yesterday grandma joined us for our run, well, more like a walk as she is getting on in years. She needs a stick to keep her balance, but having her along is always a treat as it means breaks with hot cocoa and cheese sandwiches which she generously shares with me. Grandma's cheese sandwiches are best - with lots of cheddar. She loves my trick - I back off instead of begging, and reward by way of an extra piece of food is guaranteed.My human has seen through me by now, but she keeps this close to her heart, smiles sweetly and produces an extra sandwich for em to feast on. Mmmmmmmmm.
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