Lately when I go to walk the dogs on Monday or Wednesday, I head over to the second entrance to avoid the commotion of the LaCrosse team arriving at our regular entrance. Last night I was bit later than normal and thought maybe most of the people had already arrived. I was wrong.
I turned around and headed over to the other entrance. This takes about 5 minutes since we need to go down one hill and up another. As I pulled up to the second entrance I realized there was already a car there and the person inside had a dog.
The woman was fussing about in her car doing what I don’t know, but her music was blaring and I could see a small Cocker Spaniel type dog sitting on her lap. I waited a minute or so and got frustrated with her just sitting there, so I said too bad; we’re going to back to our entrance and we’ll deal with LaCrosse!
I basically wasted about 15 minutes trying to figure out the best way to get to our trails.
There was one young boy getting dropped off as we entered the park, I could see him focused on the dogs and walking cautiously. I kept both Sampson and Delilah on leash and guided them off the main path. As we got to the top of the hill I saw their friend Brady and his mom entering from their side. I said, “Go get Brady.” And Sampson took off. Delilah of course was forced to wait and go at my pace.
We started down one of our paths and ran into my next door neighbor of all things, with her two small boys and her dog Gunner. I still can’t figure out what kind of dog Gunner is. His face reminds me of an Akita, but he is not large and he is all black. I call him… Sirius Black.
They were all sitting on the top of a large rock and while we live next door to each other, the dogs have never met. My neighbor says that Gunner is friendly and the only time she’s ever seen him act aggressively is protecting the children. While I thought the woods were a fairly neutral place to introduce the dogs, I preferred to do it while Hubby was around.
My friend said, “What do all these people see in these woods?”
I laughed and responded with ,“Probably the same thing we do.”
So my walking friend said, “We’ll have to go to my place.”
Turns out she just had a survey completed and she owns a LOT of land behind her house, which is wooded, has a creek and lots of boulders! So we went off-road.
Naturally we discussed all the things she could do with that extra land she has, most of which included places for the dogs to run without running into a lot of other people.
We ended up with a longer than planned walk, but the excitement and change of scenery helped tire the dogs out.