This past Monday afternoon when we started to get dressed to go pack the loop trail again after receiving another 7-8" of snow, Zoey the Wonder Dog displayed her usual excitement at the prospect of going for a run in the woods.
This made both hubby and I feel really good after she decided she couldn't/wouldn't make the hike with us over the weekend.
The woods were unbelievably beautiful becoming even more laden with snow. This was a shot off the trail into the woods.
On the uphill climb Zoey stayed behind us so she could walk on the newly packed trail. She walked very slowly and stopped many times but always started up again when we urged her on.
Once we got to the top of the ridge, she suddenly decided to lead the way. She went pell-mell around both of us and trotted along the ridge ahead of us. Obviously, she's just like me and thinks walking on relatively flat land is much easier than trudging uphill.
Then as we headed onto the downhill part of the loop, she even started going off the beaten path and checking out interesting spots in the deep snow.
The closer we got to home, the more energy she seemed to have. Then suddenly there was no dog in sight and hubby said, "Um, I think our dog has gone home."
Yup, sure enough, she high-tailed it home and beat us to the back door probably by about five minutes.
"Come on, guys. I was a good dog, went for a hike and got my exercise. Now LET ME IN so I can dry off and take a nap."
the quotidian (10.23.17)
11 hours ago