It was there persistence that made me go out. They kept at it, standing by the door whining. I was in a foul mood. " Hey! Go lay down!" I must have said it thirty times, but in the end their persistence won out. I think they could sense what I needed. It was windy and cold out. Minus twenty five with windchill. But, I bundled up laced up my shoes, covered them with gaiters and stepped out the door. I mile in and turtle shock was occurring. My mantra became, run faster stay warm. Two miles in I was cursing at some one driving down the road five miles away. I stopped and so did the dogs. Both of them could sense my mood. Parker trotted up to me, head lowered and placed his snout between my legs. Emmy followed suit and leaned against my right knee with the majority of her weight. As if they had been whispering to each other they both ran off and looked at me. Emmy went into a downward dog position and beckoned me with a yip that cried out, " Come play."
They knew what I needed. The silence and purity of my surroundings. I needed to be outdoors, on an adventure. I am a biped! I am designed for travel...and pursuit. I took my first steps towards the chase and a better evening.
