I reclaimed Mr. Darcy (a.k.a. Darcy Girl) this morning after a week at her home away from home (a.k.a. Newberg Canine Rehab). She settled right back into her routine of sleeping, with the exception of our afternoon walk. When Mauri is away, I become her primary caregiver, and she adjusts quickly to my way of doing things.
For example, we go out the back door instead of the front.
She walks right beside me and doesn’t pull the leash. Mauri has taught her to sit when we stop, which is what she’s doing here even though it doesn’t look like it. I wanted her to pose at the new bypass. I’m sorry to say he’ll notice I didn’t clean her eyes when we got home this morning. Will he notice her nails are clipped?
We took a longer-than-usual walk, probably to compensate for the past seven days.
We stopped at this sign so I could explain I grabbed the wrong jacket, the one without a roll of clean-up bags in its pocket.
Checking out the view from the top.
Half way down.
To think this beautiful river and landing are only a short walk from our house!
I don’t think my picture represents the actual angle of ascent we’re looking at.
Huff puff . . . almost there . . . huff puff. I think I can, I think I can.
We made it! Coming in the back way gives us a look at the school all three of our local school-aged grandkids attend. Maybe we’ll catch a glimpse of one or more on the playground!
She was not the slightest bit interested in looking once she eyed a squirrel. This is her slinky, pointy stance.
Outsmarted by that wily bushy-tailed critter, not very hidden in this leafless tree.
Whew! Back home for a long drink of water—both of us! Tomorrow we’ll go back to our normal half-hour route. Thanks for coming along! See you tomorrow at 2?