My faux spring has been over for some time now, chilly winter weather seems to be here to stay. This doesn't bother me as much as it does Mom. I personally speaking just love to be outdoors. I was smiling and wagging my tail as soon as Mom picked up my harness. Our skies were inundated with low, grey winter clouds, the air damp and chilly. It was perfect weather for hiking through the woods. I wasn't thinking about my upcoming dogtors appt. Nopes I wasn't thinking about anything except what my nose could smell.
I have forged new trails in the forest surrounding my country home. I'm no longer content to walk the paths cut by others. Mom says my new desire to hike through the woods with no trails to follow are a reflection of my undauntingly brave spirit. I look at her and say no Mom I'm simply on the scent of something, and hiking down the paths isn't that interesting any more. Whatever the reason I prefer to walk with no paths to guide me and no way of seeing my direction back home, Mom hopes this innate sense of security will stay with me during my visit to the big city to see my eye specialist.
I think the reason I'm comfortable in exploring uncharted sections of our forest is the constant support and encouragement of my Mom and Dad. I was a timid pup when I came to my forever home. I was honestly scared of my own shadow. None of the typical training methods Mom had used on any of her other dogs worked on me. Mom had to voraciously read all new dog training books. One thing Mom focused on was gentle, firm support and encouragement along with mountains of patience.
I'm going to continue my life's normal routine, and hope my folks won't be overcome by their fear and worries over my upcoming eye appt. More times than not it's our pawrents that need the encouragement and reassurance that everything will be ok.
Keep us in your prayers furiends.
Love, Molly and my Mom
I have forged new trails in the forest surrounding my country home. I'm no longer content to walk the paths cut by others. Mom says my new desire to hike through the woods with no trails to follow are a reflection of my undauntingly brave spirit. I look at her and say no Mom I'm simply on the scent of something, and hiking down the paths isn't that interesting any more. Whatever the reason I prefer to walk with no paths to guide me and no way of seeing my direction back home, Mom hopes this innate sense of security will stay with me during my visit to the big city to see my eye specialist.
I think the reason I'm comfortable in exploring uncharted sections of our forest is the constant support and encouragement of my Mom and Dad. I was a timid pup when I came to my forever home. I was honestly scared of my own shadow. None of the typical training methods Mom had used on any of her other dogs worked on me. Mom had to voraciously read all new dog training books. One thing Mom focused on was gentle, firm support and encouragement along with mountains of patience.
I'm going to continue my life's normal routine, and hope my folks won't be overcome by their fear and worries over my upcoming eye appt. More times than not it's our pawrents that need the encouragement and reassurance that everything will be ok.
Keep us in your prayers furiends.
Love, Molly and my Mom
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