Walking my dog

All summer long, people asked me what I was going to do after Dover. I told them, "I'm going to ride my horse."

And I did ride her, quite consistently, for a while, but not recently.

Note: This is not the leg that was in the bucket earlier this month.

Sigh. Giiiiiiirl. Why?!!

So how am I filling my time now that I'm not riding?

I'm walking my dog, of course!

This is not exactly a new activity. Like all my dogs, Piper's always had a lot of walks.

However, for most of that time, those walks were old lady walks, short and slow.

After Emma died, I started making a concerted effort to get Piper out and about more often.

We no longer had to hold ourselves back. Almost immediately, our walks got faster.

Our walks got longer.

Our walks got funner.

Sometimes we're joined by Seth...

or Tang.

More often than not, however, it's just Pipes and I.

Somewhere along the way, I posting on photo from each walk on Facebook with the caption "morning/afternoon/evening walkies."

Surprisingly, this added to the fun factor.

Now, we're always on the lookout for new and interesting photo opportunities.

Somedays, it's beautiful nature pictures.

Other times, it's construction...

and urban decay.

Piper really doesn't have a preference.

She'll pose with anyone...

and anything.

Except Sage, of course.

"Still not my sister, Mommy."

We don't go every day - the time change has made things harder - but more days than not.

I can't speak for Piper, but these walks are everything for me right now.

Good girl, Piper. Where are we going to go tomorrow?