Our World Tuesday: Have Your Dog Tags?

Adella and I were out enjoying the morning with Clyde on Sunday.

From June 10, 2012

The air was filled with the fragrance of wild flowers, the moving water of the Pomperaug River, and everything green. It was a bright, warm, slightly muggy day; on these days green is a perfume as much as a color. We had it all, the three of us.

From June 10, 2012

From June 10, 2012

Then we had it all, the five of us. Two lovely and loving spaniels came out of nowhere and shared the path with us a while. Then they moved on to larger companions--a Basset hound and a big black-haired, water-loving dude the likes of which I had never before seen.

By the time our walk was finished, our little buddies were back at our heels. No human companion appeared for them, so Della checked the tags for a phone number, and we got Luke and Jack a ride home.

Their humans were a little awkward on arrival--the dad was obviously relieved and angry with the anger that is the residue of fear--and the little girl who had let them out the door couldn't get over their running away from her. She said so over and over again. The other little girl was an innocent bystander as the dogs stood behind me and Dell and spent a lot of time on their second thoughts about getting into the truck.

Della commented to me on the way home that it was pretty cool those dogs went to the park, walked on the path and visited with people when they were left to their own devices. True enough. Those dogs are right. We've got to lighten up. Think of the friends we could make.

(Thanks to Adella for the dog pictures.)

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