We took Geordie for a short run in the woods this morning. Just being in the forest is wonderful, but watching Geordie let loose is really joyful.
He loves to run — doesn’t need anything to chase, or another dog; he just likes to run for the sake of running.
He’s the very epitome of joie de vivre.
But I have to tell you, as soon as we turned onto the wider path near the end of the trails his entire demeanour changed. He hung back, walking like a condemned dog. It wasn’t just that the run was almost over — he’s usually fine with that. The problem was that he realized that he was muddy . . . and muddy means B – A – T – H.
He really is a dog who’s too smart for his own good and he’s always half-waiting for the “bad thing” to happen. It’s partly his personality, partly his rescue dog past, but he’s an incurable pessimist at heart.
I must say that this is perhaps one of the reasons I love him so much.
I can so relate to that “living in the moment” to “worst case scenario” emotional seesaw. Especially now.
You should know that we spared him the bath this time. Just a brisk towel off (which he likes) when we got home!
Watching and listening to Geordie run and your description of his character traits gave me a big smile! Thanks so much.
Saved this time.
Look at those eyes! They are so expressive. Your best friend is a beauty.
In this crazy time, one of my joys is discovering your blog. We share so many loves. Dogs and birds are high on my list. And now I can read past stuff since you’ve organized it so nicely. Thank you.
Thanks so much, Susan. 🙂
Aww..happy that it turned out o.k.!
… this time! 😉
Thank you for these lovely posts. I love seeing the birds in your ‘hood, as well as visiting Geordie and Edgar.
geordie is adorable. Brought tears to my eyes.