I was working on my computer yesterday afternoon when Bob stuck his head in the office door and announced, “I’m going for a walk.”
“Where are you going?”
“To the end of the street.”
Curious at the lack of a definite destination, I asked, “You’re not walking to the park are you?”
“Maybe. I’ll see how I feel.”
Now the park entrance is about a mile from home. Not a long walk, but the longest he has taken since his surgery. So I replied, “Let me know how you feel when you reach Reeves Road please.”
You can’t keep a good man down, and Bob definitely fits that category, so I was not surprised when he called a little while later to say he was heading down the hill to visit with his friends at the fire pit.
Wrapping up my work on the computer (a little sooner than I had planned), I grabbed my camera and car keys and headed to the park where I met Bob at the fire pit. After I took a few more pictures, we walked through the woods to the Rural Road picnic shelter where I had parked the car and headed for home.
It was a good day for both of us, and definitely more than a few steps forward. I’m not sure how Gulliver would have felt if he knew we were taking a trail walk without him, but he is a senior canine now. Trail walks through the woods are not his favorite pastime these days. For now he’s happy to roll and relax in the grass in our front yard.