I used to pretend that when I took my dog out we were going for a walk. To me this was a structured thing. I had in my imagination that we’d go out and walk briskly. Then at some point the dog would take one break to pee and another to poo and then we’d continue along our route briskly returning home.
I quickly found out that I was wrong, which you probably already knew. Instead my daily walks looked more like a time for my puppy and now dog to sniff everything in sight. Repeatedly. For extended periods of time. Sometimes we’d find ourselves in the same spot for several minutes. When I let him he can wax poetic with a stick or a flower sniffing until he gets a glazed look in his eyes, looking intoxicated by the object before him and all its smells. When I remember how happy it makes him and can shake myself out of my schedule and how many minutes I have before I need to leave I take the time and notice the world around me as well. Continue reading “Going For A Sniff”