Friday, May 25, 2012

We Mosey

Slow is the new normal for our walks with Boz. He's never been the fastest canine on a leash, but now his pace is positively regal.

He can spend a good deal of time with his nose in a bush, delicately licking its boughs. (Some things we don't allow him to lick.) He's always considerate enough to leave a little something for the next dog to sniff. His pleasures these days are as many as they've always been, but his tastes are more refined and he takes his time enjoying things. Sometimes he just stops and smells the air for a while.

Needless to say our walks are not what I'd call exertion for humans. A trip around the block can take nearly an hour. It is, however, time well spent in the very best company.

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