P wasn't feeling up to taking Nande out for her morning walk this grey morning. She had to sew up a hole in some pants and was just feeling slightly worked by the pregnancy. And with good reason, we found out that her heart is pushing 40% more blood because of the baby, that all of her systems are being taxed by the baby and that, carrying the baby, is easily as taxing as a full eight hour work day in addition to already working an eight hour work day.
Stands to reason that she's going to be slowing down more and more until the day when the water breaks and all hell breaks loose (hmm, I wonder if anyone's named their kid All Hell?).
So anyway, I took Nande out for her morning walk and I'm planning on taking her out for evening walks from time to time. I want to learn more about my neighborhood and it wouldn't hurt to explore it with her.
The slough is a new and nicely done pathway along a waterway that could quaintly be described as lazy. The apparent fact is that its pretty well stagnant water. But there's lots of activity in the water and usually a fair amount of traffic on the path. This morning I saw a bunch of gorgeous white egrets, a heron being chased by a little blackbird with orange on it that may have been an oriole and a family of ducks including a bunch of juveniles.
The problem is that alot of other people walk their dogs on the path as well. And while that fact alone isn't the problem, the fact that some of these people seem to think that their dog taking a big old shit on the path and them leaving it as some stink trophy is just fine and dandy. I counted no less than five hefty dookie loads on the path this morning. And the city has just recently put in trashcans and bags to try to head off this problem. But some dog owners just don't get it and they make all of us look bad by comparison.
If you own a dog and you don't pick up his or her poop when you're out in public (I don't give the first damn about your yard and you can never pick it up there if that makes you happy) then you shouldn't own a dog. Its as simple as that. Own a dog, be responsible for the dog. Can't be responsible? Don't own a dog.
Nande has gotten pretty good on the leash too, she'll walk it all the way out and pull just a little bit to test it and then will orbit me at about that distance. Sometimes she'll arc off into the tall grass, sometimes she'll lag behind sniffing something that's beyond my range (I'd have to say thankfully) and sometimes she'll just walk up the path ahead of me in order to "greet" other walkers in her own way.
Another thing is that Nande has a distinct taste for cat shit. Its filthy and revolting but she seeks it out and gobbles it down, usually too fast to get caught and she chomps it right up. I would very much like to break her of this truly stomach churningly nasty habit. I've heard that pouring hot sauce on the dook can help break a dog but how would that work if we're out on a walk? I can't find the crap before she does to douse it and we've made her access to the cat box at home impossible.
Anyone got any ideas?
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