I walked in the woods with the dogs during the long Thanksgiving weekend. It was cold and peaceful. I returned home in a brighter mood. Today the robins flood the bush and trees around the patio. The feeder is empty, but I don't want to go out in the rain. The woodpecker picks away at his own personal seed, hanging within easy view of my seat.
I am feeling less than confident today. Last night in dog training class, we talked about how training isn't continuously upward. Your dog's progress ebbs and flows. Something "breaks" you fix it, something else isn't working with your dog, you fix that. Yet, with creative pursuits, I expect my skills to evolve without ever looking back. Each photograph will be better than the next, each essay will make future attempts easier.
Record breaking cold last night. It's coming on too fast. At this time of year with Thanksgiving next week, everything comes in a rush. Last chance or still time; it depends on who you listen to. On the way home from dance class last evening, we again evaluated bringing apple pie and brownies for the holiday. Who will say no to brownies?
The sun has returned this morning and brought along winter temperatures. Last week I guiltily put my fifteen year old parka into the to-give-away pile. It could probably last another fifteen years. I bought it the first winter we had Tyler, knowing I needed something warm for dog walking. He has been gone for five years now. After breakfast, I ordered a new down coat.
Rain all day today. The dogs are snoring on the couch, disinterested in going out to play. I am unhappy with myself for not taking a few extra minutes yesterday morning before our family outing to the dog show to go outside and take a few photos. Instead, I stayed in bed until the last possible moment, and then rushed to eat breakfast and shower.
At our last therapy dog visit, I introduced Charlie to a boy. When he spoke to me, I recognized his voice instantly. I realized that he was the boy who had spent so much time with Charlie two weeks prior, but since then he had lost all his hair.
He was full of energy, though, and he and Charlie hung out together. I had some stickers to give to him and another boy. We're definitely relaxing into the routine and getting more comfortable there.
And as you can see, when Charlie's not working, he's an energetic pup running in the woods with Harry!