Running Through the Creek
Stella loves going to the dog park. She bounds off to meet all the other people and dogs. She returns when I call her and checks in with me before taking off again.
"Your dog acts just like you," my friend observed. "She thinks everyone is her new best friend."
We laughed and noted her dog's quiet demeanor and judgment about Stella. "Tsk, tsk, we just don't act like that," her little cocker spaniel seemed to be saying to my over active, social dog. Lucy the Dog stayed close to Lori and was not interested in meeting other dogs or people.
When we got to the creek Lori stressed about her dog walking through the water, but of course her dog followed her carefully on the stepping stones and kept her feet dry. It was my dog who ran joyfully through the creek getting herself wet and muddy.
It's impossible to avoid the personality comparisons. I'm kind of the same way. It would be easier and neater to walk on the stepping stones, but I tend to take the creek route - more fun, but undeniably messy.
Later on Sunday I met with a friend about a potential summer road trip. Tracy and I have become fans of a German bagpipe band and Tracy even considered traveling to Germany to see them perform at a festival this summer. Then we found out that they will be playing at a festival in British Columbia, Canada. We sketched out a budget and talked about logistics. A week of driving, camping and bagpipes. The map makes me squeal - the Canadian Plains and Rockies. (!!!)
"There are few people I could contemplate a trip like this with," I said to Tracy. It would be a bare bones trip - an economy rented car with a tent to share, lots of pb&j, four full days of driving and three days at a music festival.
She nodded solemnly.
If we go I will leave Stella at home, but I will be crashing through the creek. :-)
"Your dog acts just like you," my friend observed. "She thinks everyone is her new best friend."
We laughed and noted her dog's quiet demeanor and judgment about Stella. "Tsk, tsk, we just don't act like that," her little cocker spaniel seemed to be saying to my over active, social dog. Lucy the Dog stayed close to Lori and was not interested in meeting other dogs or people.
When we got to the creek Lori stressed about her dog walking through the water, but of course her dog followed her carefully on the stepping stones and kept her feet dry. It was my dog who ran joyfully through the creek getting herself wet and muddy.
It's impossible to avoid the personality comparisons. I'm kind of the same way. It would be easier and neater to walk on the stepping stones, but I tend to take the creek route - more fun, but undeniably messy.
Later on Sunday I met with a friend about a potential summer road trip. Tracy and I have become fans of a German bagpipe band and Tracy even considered traveling to Germany to see them perform at a festival this summer. Then we found out that they will be playing at a festival in British Columbia, Canada. We sketched out a budget and talked about logistics. A week of driving, camping and bagpipes. The map makes me squeal - the Canadian Plains and Rockies. (!!!)
"There are few people I could contemplate a trip like this with," I said to Tracy. It would be a bare bones trip - an economy rented car with a tent to share, lots of pb&j, four full days of driving and three days at a music festival.
She nodded solemnly.
If we go I will leave Stella at home, but I will be crashing through the creek. :-)
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