most nights i walk the dog. i think i do it for his sake as much as my own. i like walking and sometimes i believe it wouldn't be such a hard thing to actually walk around the whole of australia. bit by bit i think you could just keep going until you did the circuit.
probably just a silly thought really but i do enjoy walking along and i think i've always been like this.. but having a dog who needs a walk/loves a walk helps..
tonight about 6.30 so still quite light.. after i'd had tea and the house was all silent-nightish what with Dan out filming and PC at the ballet with Pip i took Paddy up to the petrol station to buy a copy of the Herald-Sun.. M has his regular weekend pieces in but until someone at school told me i didn't know he had his photo as well so was keen to see it for myself..
walked up alright but they'd sold out and the grumpy attendant in the shop told me he didn't have any idea where i'd get the paper .. he was so blunt i was out of the place tout de sweetie..
decided to go back home via the car yards.. lots of little garden delights on the way.. no interest in the cars .. humvee hohum..
as i passed a driveway i noticed a black scottish terrier was wandering about with a long red lead dragging along beside him. he got a bit frisky with paddy but nothing too risky in fact i saw how overweight blackie actually was and i had a quick mental picture of a tubby scotsman wolfing down another chocolate cupcake while i was pulling paddy away and on the path to home.. noone about so blackie kept on walking with us.. waddling really... and after we'd passed 2 houses as a threesome i began to worry that the owners would wonder where he was.and why i was taking him.. i picked up the lead and started walking back with the two terriers.. i got to the open gate and a thin sickly looking man was standing there .. actually i could tell straight away he was drunk.. pock-marked skin, strong liquor smell all around him and pie-eyed but so friendlylike.. i held out the lead and he tried to take it. it dropped on the ground as i passed it over so there was this lost time while he scrabbled around and got it in his hands.. so grateful he was.. then he looked slightly worried and motioned further up the street with his hand and said "the other one is where??" in the distance i saw a large black ridge-back next to someone in a wheel-chair and they seemed to be moving away from us.. by this time i'd started walking off and called back to the fellow and told him his dog was coming back.. the wheelchair person was crossing the road and i could see the dog must have been lead by them ..we got closer to each other.. i could see it was a woman in the wheelchair, with a bright orange flag flapping above her.. she was on her way back and had a great soft smile on her face.. i told her i'd taken the other dog back and she was just so pleased.. a real goodness in her that i saw..
i was just glad i'd gone out walking..
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