Sunday Walk 25th November

It’s been a horrible wet start to the day, so after our showers and breakfast, we settled down with our blogs until the skies cleared. Maggie had already been out in the garden but as is her way and inner time clock, she deposited a baby on Hubby’s lap and that is a sure sign ‘she’ wants a walk.

It was really warm outside by now, and we set off for the park around 11.15.
We met up with a neighbour from down the road just returning from walking his dog, so we stopped and chatted for a few minutes.
Proceeding on our way, we heard a bit of a commotion in the next road and two women were having a right set to in the verbal department. Envisioning handbags at fifty paces or maybe a black eye (we have no idea what it was about) we approached the dog bin to dispose of this morning’s poo bag noticing another walker whose dog was having a mammoth sniffathon in the grass. Again we passed the time of day then crossed over towards the park.

We saw more dog walkers, two of which we knew and both dogs barked joyously for attention. We stopped and conversed for quite a while, finally finding our their names and those of the dogs, and introduced ourselves. He plays pool for the same pub I play darts for and they’ve been here 6 years, though still consider themselves new to the area. We’ve been here 14 months!
A cat was walking on the opposite pavement and both of their dogs started to bark at it. Not to be outdone (or outbarked) Maggie joined in, though it was obvious from the direction she was looking in and her body language she had no ides what she was barking at!

Back into the park and the ducks were pleased to see us, Laughing Duck’s cousin leading the quacky chorus. We’ve never made any attempt to feed them, but we do talk to them when we pass, so it’s not unusual for us to have a little group follow us for a while.
We continued towards the bridge and passed a couple with two jack russells. They were brother and sister, and 14 months old. Their personalities were totally different, the bitch being a little shy and the dog happy to get fuss from someone else. We were going in opposite directions but met up again on the other side of the lake. This time the female dog nudged my knee for fuss which of course I was happy to do.

Making our way home, we met a lady on a mobility scooter. She has a tiny white dog of just five months, it might be a cockapoo, and it rides in her front basket complete with safety harness. So cute, so loveable, and so soft to touch. I got kisses and nibbles with baby teeth which made me smile.

We got home over an hour after going out, even though we hadn’t actually walked that far, and I put dinner on. It was day two of our stew today. Both of us had thoroughly enjoyed our walk and Maggie seemed to have too. She’s flaked out on her cushion at the moment, babies close.
Photo: 9th November 2018

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have recently lost our beloved dog Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney, and now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of my GSD so had hers done too. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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3 Responses to Sunday Walk 25th November

  1. scifihammy says:

    A lovely glimpse into your life – thank you for taking us along on your walk this morning. 🙂

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