Don’t go back
Having two rather elderly dogs, Ruby and Zac, my dog walks are now rather limited, in time and distance., I can’t say I’m 100% sorry as at my age, though fairly fit, I’m happy for now to be home indoors especially in wet and cold weather.
But I’ve come to be aware that there are many places I can’t visit any more as I would worry about access to safety and getting them back to my car should either take ill ., it was brought home to me as a couple of weeks ago Zac just laid down half way through a walk, and I had a job getting him on his feet and back to the car. I reckon he was just tired.
Both are almost fifteen and slowing up. Zac has arthritis plus his back legs are weakening, and Ruby is simply lagging behind and shows reluctance to jump out of the car.
As I named this post ‘ Don’t go back’, let me explain… Over fifty years of owning dogs and obviously having walked many miles and visited many places, some of which are very dear to me and all holding precious memories, I have dozens of photographs and videos of the dogs from way back enjoying themselves, I can recall many of them as though it was yesterday. Come Kerry, Numa, Tarc, Whisper, Jet, Tango, Chippie, Ruby and Zac.
But…. I can never go back to these places, as I know that I’d call their names and expect them to come racing back along the path or from behind a tree to come to me, and I know that will never happen again. , a heart can only break so many times.
I will now just live for the two I have for however long it takes, and I think appreciate them all the more.
When you have your dogs right now , you simply live in the moment and don’t give much thought to the fact that one day they will no longer be a part of your life, I know I did.