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Sunday, January 26, 2014

A Walk in the Park

Last week I asked the girls to take two (of our three) dogs for a walk around the lake while I ran it. Those lucky winners were Ricky and Brenna. I decided today I would take Lucy.

We started from the house since the lake is close by. I picked her up when crossing streets. She's not a dog that likes to be picked up. But these are busy streets and I didn't want to take any chances.

There's an apartment complex that has a nice pathway to the lake, which I always take, even though I feel like I'm going to get attacked and go missing. On our way to the path, I noticed a woman with two dogs approaching the path. I thought: please go first. please go first. Lucy is pretty high-strung and, despite being around kids, dogs and a cat, she is still anti-social.

But the nice lady decided to chat and introduce her pup, Hannah, who rolled over and over, excited to meet a new friend. Lucy was on high alert and it probably didn't help that I was too. As we meandered onto the murderous path, Lucy looked very, very timid and was looking at me like: where the hell are you taking me? Do you see how dangerous this path is? But she kept long as she was on the asphalt, which was pretty narrow due to all the leaves. It wasn't too bad walking on the leaves...

Once we got to the lake, she seemed to get her bearings and had a nice bounce in her gait. When we got to the first bridge, I stopped so she could see the ducks. She looked, which was so cute, but then climbed up on me, like, "let's get moving". So we move on. On the second bridge, I stopped to take a picture of her looking at the ducks.

Before we left, I asked her to look at me, hoping she'd climb up so I could get a picture of that. Instead, she did something even better. She posed.

Isn't she adorable? You would never think this dog could growl at you as you nudge your foot, while she's lying at the end of the chair with you. Or that she has a felony record.

I noticed that there were *a lot* of runners. Why? Because it was a gorgeous day. And the weather was perfect. A great day to run. Well, I'm still glad I got my run in yesterday so I could take the dog out for such a long walk (for her). It was Lucy's day: I let her sniff everything she wanted and give the death stare to all the passing dogs.

There is still a lot of ice left in our lake. For those not familiar with Raleigh, OUR LAKES DO NOT ICE UP. This lake is pretty wide too, so to have any ice is pretty strange. This is a nice picture of the lake on one side, where you can see the water line vs. the ice line:

When we got to one end of the lake, you could see the ducks standing on top of the ice:

And a close-up:

I was worried I'd see one stuck in the ice...

Little Lucy was losing steam. But every so often, she'd turn to look at me, which was just adorable. I tried to get a picture of her doing it but this is the best I could do.

I decided not to go the via the murder path back to the hacienda and went up Lynn Road, which is a major roadway. This was a bit daunting for Lucy with all the cars racing by us. Again, she would not move from the center of the sidewalk, also slightly narrowed by leaves. I saw a runner coming towards us and could NOT get her to move towards me. I had to apologize to the runner, who had to scoot by this 15 lb. dog who would not budge.

Just a few feet from the major crossing, Lucy sat down. That is her cue that she's done walking. I picked her up and carried her, crossed the road, and put her back down to see if she would continue. She did. We made it back in one piece (no attack on the murder path). Here's another habit I'd like to keep doing.

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