The advantage of walking an uncomfortable dog

 

“Let us temper our criticism with kindness. None of us comes fully equipped”.

-Carl Sagan

 

Those who know me know that I have been living in this country for almost ten years. And all these years I have a few feelings that I carry on. 

One of them is the admiration of coziness. 

It comes to me suddenly, at different times and occasions, but sharp and clear. 

Sometimes my cute “uncomfortable” dog Crackle causes this feeling to appear. 

At first I would like to explain why Crackle is “uncomfortable”:

-He doesn’t know how to walk on a leash

-When I put a collar on him, he gets very excited and barks loudly (well, at least he doesn’t pee) 

-On a walk, when he sees other dogs  … you know … barks loudly

-He doesn’t know he is a dog, yes, he thinks he is my boss

Therefore, I can’t take him to the park, the beach, or anywhere else during daylight hours.

That’s why quite often we go outside at dusk.

Since the main purpose of Crackle’s life is to pee the whole neighborhood, he walks fast, but often stops.

And during his stops I manage to quickly look into the windows.

God, how cozy it is there!

I have already written once how I dreamed of a cozy home and how as a child I loved to look into other people’s windows.

For some reason, it seemed that there, behind these windows, comfort, warmth, tranquility and well-being reigned.

In New England, this coziness is stunning, at least in my opinion.

Could I ever dream that I would walk my dog near houses built 150-200 years ago, past well-groomed and unkempt front gardens and lawns, stone fences?

I do not know when I will get used to all this. Perhaps never. Most likely, I will always have a picture of “was/became” in front of my eyes.

And briefly about the advantages:

-I walk (I don’t like to run, I am not good at going to the gym, so I walk)

-Crackle walks (he loves to walk, run, take a ride in a car)

-I challenge myself by doing unpleasant things (such as getting him ready for a walk, talking to him all way long, instead of listening a book, watching for the other dogs, cats, rabbits, making him listen to me)

-Daniels loves when his lovely good boy Crackle goes out for a walk

-I hope Crackle gets used to the idea that I’m his master and he is not my boss 

-Sometimes I get an idea about a new blog

 

I hope that in the end My dog and I will come to a consensus.