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Nature Dog

Nature Dog

On Sunday we took the dogs out to West Hills, Long Island…the birthplace of Walt Whitman.  There’s apparently a hiking trail somewhere within the park, but we can never find it, so we end up taking a “nature walk” along the only trail we can find.

And just in case we ran into another dog, we made Luna wear her muzzle at all times. She just can’t be trusted around other dogs. Or horses. Or squirrels. Or spiders. She’ll try to attack just about anything moving…including leaves.

And on our nature walk, we came to a clearing and there was this enormous space where the trees were spread apart. We walked far off the trail so that you couldn’t see it anymore and let Red off the leash to play. And Luna? Well, we took her muzzle off so that she could grab sticks and run away with them, dragging me, clutching her leash, behind her. I wouldn’t dare unclip that leash of hers. If I were to ever let her off leash in a situation like this, there is no doubt in my mind I’d never see her again.

So, here she is in this photo chewing a stick to shreds. And I’ll tell you what—we don’t get to go on these hikes very often (maybe once a month), but those afternoons after we get home are the most peaceful nights in our house. I’ve never seen my dog so tired. And it’s glorious.