Lily goes running in the park for her afternoon walk. (1hr).
Mommy won't be getting fat any time soon.
Showing posts with label walking. Show all posts
Showing posts with label walking. Show all posts
Sunday, November 15, 2015
Tuesday, September 15, 2015
Our picky picky dog: will eat anything, but it turns to goo. Only the Royal Canin Sensitive Stomach kibble will do. (It breaks mommy's heart, and all her natural, home-cooking leanings; it's not even high quality kibble! We had wanted to, as soon as the poos stabilized, switch her over again to Canagan, but she gooey yellow+black pooed immediately after a 1/4 mix on Sunday.)
On a side note, Lily's paw wound healed on its own in a week. As soon as there was a scab forming, she RIPPED it off. Man, our dog is hardcore.
She's getting two hour+ romps morning and night, plus 2-3 40 minute walks in the afternoon, every day. Most days her walk/runs total 3.5 hours. So much that her nails are all worn down too close to the quick, and I'm considering issuing a rest week just to let her nails catch up growing.
Mommy would keel over and die from all this super tiring running around, but happily/sadly, she's worked me up into too good cardiovascular shape for that to happen.
On a side note, Lily's paw wound healed on its own in a week. As soon as there was a scab forming, she RIPPED it off. Man, our dog is hardcore.
She's getting two hour+ romps morning and night, plus 2-3 40 minute walks in the afternoon, every day. Most days her walk/runs total 3.5 hours. So much that her nails are all worn down too close to the quick, and I'm considering issuing a rest week just to let her nails catch up growing.
Mommy would keel over and die from all this super tiring running around, but happily/sadly, she's worked me up into too good cardiovascular shape for that to happen.
Tuesday, July 21, 2015
Week 1: Hobos have the happiest dogs...?
Yesterday, as Lily couldn't/wouldn't go in the dog basket, I had to jog her to the vet. In the rain.
Of course we got lost, and cloud cover made it so that GPS was a joke.
Whew... We were 15 minutes late, but we made it.
Then, we got lost on the way back, and involuntarily took the dog poo non-scenic route around the entire Noordkwartier of Leiden. Man, people don't pick up after their dogs. :(((
I was lost, tired, demoralized, with M. giving me directions on the phone (from the computer at home), and through it all, Lily was such a trooper. To her, this was a roaming, wandering adventure.
As M. puts it, she handles like a Mercedes Benz. I could't deal with dog trotting, or her going off after a pigeon, and she knew it. She just loped peacefully next to me until we got to the meeting point with M. 2 hours, but we got home.
***
Then, this morning, she jumped in the duck pond.
Of course we got lost, and cloud cover made it so that GPS was a joke.
Whew... We were 15 minutes late, but we made it.
Then, we got lost on the way back, and involuntarily took the dog poo non-scenic route around the entire Noordkwartier of Leiden. Man, people don't pick up after their dogs. :(((
I was lost, tired, demoralized, with M. giving me directions on the phone (from the computer at home), and through it all, Lily was such a trooper. To her, this was a roaming, wandering adventure.
As M. puts it, she handles like a Mercedes Benz. I could't deal with dog trotting, or her going off after a pigeon, and she knew it. She just loped peacefully next to me until we got to the meeting point with M. 2 hours, but we got home.
***
Then, this morning, she jumped in the duck pond.
Thursday, July 16, 2015
Day 2: three escapes, I should be having heart attacks.
--But oddly enough, I'm a bit tougher this time around.
First mistake was taking her to the tiny free-roam island next to our building. It's for dogs, and they lope around and play. Lily wasn't much interested in wandering off by herself, for all that she's so excited on walks. Instead, after walking around for all of two minutes, she RAN BACK TO THE ENTRANCE, posed to flee. Luckily, I called her, she stopped--this time--waited until I caught up, put the leash back on her halter.
But she learns fast. Once she knows how to do one thing, she'll keep doing it.
Which led to my second mistake. I thought I'd dog -proofed our patio. Apparently, not well enough.
She slipped out through the window between the rose bush, and was wandering around two patios down before I figured out she'd gotten out. I had to climb over fences to get her back.
Then she did it again.
The cracks are all bricked up now.
The biggest challenge though, is for her to calm down. She's in a constant state of panting excitement, and then, every five minutes comes over to head-butt nudge me for affection. It's dog rude, and I should stop it. But I figure she really needs reassurance that this life is real now. That she's loved and safe, and this place isn't going away.
I don't mind a little nudging. We mastered jogging at her pace to stop pulling on walks. That's a huge win in my book.
First mistake was taking her to the tiny free-roam island next to our building. It's for dogs, and they lope around and play. Lily wasn't much interested in wandering off by herself, for all that she's so excited on walks. Instead, after walking around for all of two minutes, she RAN BACK TO THE ENTRANCE, posed to flee. Luckily, I called her, she stopped--this time--waited until I caught up, put the leash back on her halter.
But she learns fast. Once she knows how to do one thing, she'll keep doing it.
Which led to my second mistake. I thought I'd dog -proofed our patio. Apparently, not well enough.
She slipped out through the window between the rose bush, and was wandering around two patios down before I figured out she'd gotten out. I had to climb over fences to get her back.
Then she did it again.
The cracks are all bricked up now.
The biggest challenge though, is for her to calm down. She's in a constant state of panting excitement, and then, every five minutes comes over to head-butt nudge me for affection. It's dog rude, and I should stop it. But I figure she really needs reassurance that this life is real now. That she's loved and safe, and this place isn't going away.
I don't mind a little nudging. We mastered jogging at her pace to stop pulling on walks. That's a huge win in my book.
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