Walkin' da hood

Nearly every day, and sometimes twice per day, Nik and I go for a walk.

That dog would rather go for a walk than eat a steak! Literally, I can hold up his leash and NOTHING else matters. It's a huge reason why I love him...he can keep up with me.

We see lots of dogs on our 2-mile jaunt. Only "The Puppies" are well-behaved behind their fence. Other dogs, including 2 chocolate labs, are kept behind link or invisible fences or just tied up. These dogs are barkers and VERY territorial. Very scary for such a small town.

Nik and I are convinced they are jealous of him and his "freedom." He gets out of his yard and his "master" spends time with him. Happily!

Nik is just a damn good dog. He isn't flustered by other dogs walking down our street. He doesn't leave our yard.

Then again, he isn't tethered and made to feel responsible for our security. That's not his job.

His job, really, is be my best friend and he does it well. The walks, well, they are just the icing on the cake!

The Last of Sheila (Coburn)