I can no longer count the number of walks on my four paws - there have been that many! I thought I would be going crazy out there, but in fact, I think I am confusing Mom and Dad with my relative calm. It's information overload, with a lot of smells to process. Now that I am back out there, I can't imagine how I stayed pent up for as long as I did.
I have a list of Dogs. The German Shepard who reminds me of the one that jumped me that time, the Weimaraner with his detached demeanor and cool good looks, those two Jack Russells that say threatening things to me (as if..!) I am trying to leave messages at every fence that I am Back. (Didn't I mention this is MY neighborhood?)
Most of My People and My Cat just found out they are going to Florida for July. They are hustling about, running errands and getting things together - which makes me a little nervous. Especially given that I have picked up on the fact that it is a long time.
The one good part about it is that My People know People. A sitter is coming, and will walk me daily. I think that means I will get three walks a day for most of the time... which is always what I strive for. Plus I'll sleep in my own bed, and get a chance to finish re-processing all these smells.
Besides, I've got stuff to do here. When they get back, I hope to have barked at and left my mark on the fences of every one of my nemeses.
Can't wait to take you hiking again buddy! :) Yipee!!!
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