So why is it that when I put the dogs in the van, drive to the other side of the village or take them to the back of the mountain that Tali is a different dog? These walks we do less regularly but in similar terrain. Why here is Tali like a spring chicken? Yeah she still eats poo, digs the odd hole and spends time rolling in unmentionables; but when she's far behind she runs to catch up, passes me and carries on enjoying her walk. You would think that if her sight was the problem she would be slower, more cautious in these less familiar places, but she's not!
up the back? As ridiculous as it may sound, I would say so, but am I humanising here? None of my other oldies have ever become bored of walking in this wonderful place. Hundreds of thousands of dogs walk up a high street or round a park day in day out and they love it, but my word imagine the fun they could have with the freedom these get. We/they are beyond lucky.
So what is going on with Tali? Answers on a post card please ....
Both photo's taken near/in Llyn Cop - one of her favourite "new" places!