I’ve written about this before. . . when I walk my dogs, it’s more than a dog walk. It’s a commitment to engage with my neighbors and my community.
I wish I’d taken a picture tonight. Faith, Booker, Gus, Daisy, Jack, Charlie, and Marly all played in the open space while we, their stewards, chatted about barbecues on the Fourth of July, jobs, and dogs.
Before getting to the open space, we visited with Shadow and Teddy. They were out with their “dad,” Jeff.
Prior to that, we stood outside Vanessa’s house and visited with the neighbors who don’t have dogs.
As I recall, there’s a yo-yo trick called, “Walking the Dog.” Here, in my ‘hood, walking the dog is connecting.