That’s my dog.
Her name is Flump.
She’s an old girl now and she takes pain killers for her joints and walks slower than a slow thing.
Today we travelled a little further afield.
I am very proud of my partner who is raising money for Mental Health by completing the 3 peaks challenge – that is climbing the 3 largest peaks in Scotland, England and Ireland in 24 hours.
To support him on his training, Flump and I accompanied him on a walk to Burton Dasset – more hills than mountains, but still a good bit of exercise. I admit to being concerned about taking Flump as she struggles with long walks and steep slopes, but we decided to see how she went.
she put me to shame.
She bounded up slopes, straining at the lead.
She stood on the top with the wind blowing through her hair,
then bounded back down them again, looking for the next place to go.
She walked, ran and climbed for an hour before we took her back to the car where she slept the sleep of a very contented pooch.
All the time I had been blaming her weariness on her age, but I think she was just bored.
She went on an adventure and she was like a puppy again.
Whatever your age,
whatever your condition,
go on an adventure,
and find your inner puppy.