On Sunday nights when you’re disappointed that the corned beef sandwich special for $4 from the local place down the street has unexpectedly sold out and you’re forced to order a mini burger from the kid’s menu on the night of St. Patrick’s Day, you take it out on the pooch. By making silly poses of course. And then she gives you the evil death stare and you decide to just hold onto the pictures for when Monday morning rolls around and you need a good giggle.
When the month of March just drags on with its unfortunate rain and its rude Daylight Savings trick I want to make like a pup and just curl up on the couch. Is it summer yet? This is Chick’s new favorite spot.
(Photo c/o Josh)
Sunday my gram turned 84. While she isn’t quite sure who she is anymore, she still knows how to enjoy a good cupcake. And as it’s happened before, Chick sure knows how to liven up a nursing home, so she tagged along for a birthday visit too. Everyone can never get enough of sweet Chick when she arrives and all of the residents clamor for some love. It’s crazy, or maybe not so crazy, how pups can suddenly make a person happy. My own gram wasn’t too interested in Chick this time around, but we still managed to celebrate right.
On Saturday, we all ventured out into the cold and Chick experienced her very first Sociabulls walk. It was pretty dang cold that morning so Chick bundled up and while the location was only five minutes from the apartment, we still just barely made it (isn’t that how it always goes — the ones closest are always the last to arrive?).
Chick was definitely not overexcited about all of the other (much larger) pups, but she did struggle to keep up with the pace of everyone else walking. Not only were her little legs much shorter and she had to work harder to keep up, but she’s also used to taking meandering strolls so keeping her on task and not stopping to sniff every tree was also more difficult than we had anticipated. Next time we’ll keep treats on hand and we also learned that if I walk farther ahead and she can see me, she’s more likely to keep up the pace. Everyone was wonderfully nice and I think as the weather warms up this could be come a fun routine :)
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