I took Abby with me today. I’ve been leaving her behind on longer hikes but she did so well on the last trek, I decided to take the chance – almost 5.5 hours on Maple Mountain. She limped the last 30 minutes or so. But here she is, snoozing on her bed, content. And her tale was wagging the entire time. And she adored getting half my PB&B sandwich.
She’s my hiking dog and she was so proud of that today. She was glowing. This is her job. I’ll keep on taking her as much as I can. I’ll monitor her carefully but as long as she’s not limping tomorrow, I’ll keep taking her when she wants to come. And when I get the backpack out, boy yes – she wants to come.
Love that goofy dog to pieces.
The day was misty – and I love that. I love taking photos on misty days, especially when I am alone on the mountain – it all becomes so mystical. And walking along, my mind wanders.
I see-sawed today between wonder and aching in my heart.
On the drive home I listened to this: https://www.cbc.ca/listen/live-radio/1-23-ideas/clip/15747117-does-the-deep-state-exist.