Cliff and I take a half-hour walk every morning. That walk is the highlight of our dog, Sadie's, life. She's as hyper as they come, and the only chance she has to run fast and feel free is during our walk. Back in the pasture we're able to release her so she can chase squirrels and find sticks for us to throw for her. She lives for that walk.
For the past week, I haven't been able to walk with them because of the knee pain. And every day, it's been a little bit harder for Cliff to convince Sadie to go along. This morning I had to snap the leash to her collar for him, because she wouldn't allow Cliff to do it. Then when I handed him the leash, Sadie actually balked, going out the door.
He's been turning her loose and letting her play fetch, just like I always do. But evidently Sadie doesn't feel right without me along. As much as she loves the morning walk, she doesn't like leaving me behind. He tells me that, once she's turned loose, she does fine. It's just getting her outside that's a problem.
Who knows what's going on in her little doggie mind.
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