Wednesday, April 2, 2008

Walks

Loving the walks with my dog. You barely have to skim the leash with your fingers and out of no where she's at your feet, sitting; eyes wide, ears perked, thumping her tail on the floor. She can hardly stand the five second wait to get the leash clipped. We're off to the streets. She can hardly wait to get her sniffer on.

She walks a little fast to start; has to get to that spot in the woods marked for her alone. After business, she travels well next to my side. About five prancing steps to every one of mine. Her little toosh wiggles back and forth, her tail riding high, her adorable face taking in the breeze.

We stop in the park to watch the geese, squirrels, kids. She is all about the perfect Beagle pose. If you wait too long, you will find her in your lap or under your legs, snuggling until you are ready to roll. Perfect companion.

Loving the sun and loving the walks with my dog.

1 comment:

Willow said...

i can just see it! at my dads, we cant say or even spell walk...ceasar always knows and his ears stand straight up!