After I cooled off and got my tongue back in my mouth Mom asked if I'd like to go on a walk. I don't know who she thought she was talking to, I'm always ready to go on a walk. It's one of those partially sunny partially cloudy kind of days with a cool breeze. A great day to do anything outside as you're not going to get too warm.
Before I got my vision back my walks were much slower, more sniffs and less looking around. I truly did look around me with fresh eyes today. You do that when something you take for granted is taken away, then miraculously you get it back. Everything seems a bit brighter, a bit more divine.
As we walked down the logging road coming upon the creek I've always enjoyed exploring, It hit me how thankful I am for the truly little things. A game of soccer with my Mom and Dad, and a hike through my woods. Casting to and fro on the banks of the creek I was hoping to find an unusual scent to tell Mom about, but that wasn't in the cards today.
Walking on up the hill and crossing the fallen fence we made our way to the huge crop of boulders I love to inspect for forest trespassers. During a previous search I'd found the ancient skeletal remains of a deer. Another time I found an abandoned fox den. So I'm always hopeful I'll find something new to show my Mom.
It was another uneventful sleuthing event today, next hike I'll have something to bark about I can just feel it.
As we head back towards home I let out a contented sigh, I'm a blessed pup and I'm truly thankful for that. I now appreciate the simplest of everyday things as they're the gifts I realize I missed the most.
Love, Molly and my Mom