So, I’ve had a few requests for more recent puppy pics, and I’ve been trying, guys, honest! But it’s SO HARD to take photos of a six-month-old puppy. Seriously. Most of them turn out like this:
But there’s nothing I like more than sharing the Puppy Love, so today I took her for her first hike to try and wear her out. A tired puppy is a good puppy, right?
My neighbourhood is kind of beautiful:
If some of these shots are a little wonky, it’s because Mika wasn’t even close to tired yet and kept yanking me as she ran ever which way.
But I did get a few shots of our intrepid puppy:
This walk was good for other things as well. I used to live in this same neighbourhood as a teenager. As often as I could I would walk up the hill and it under a tree and pretend I was sitting under an olive tree in Greece. I had so many dreams. Dreams about the places I would travel. Dreams about the stories I would write. Dreams about the man I would one day marry and about the puppy I would one day buy.
A few days ago my friend Lena stopped by. We were watching Mika attack the spray from the hose my husband was holding. She loves water, just like me. Lena turned to me and said “So many of your dreams have come true”. And she’s right. Going for the walk today was a nice way to acknowledge that, to reflect on how far I’ve come.
I’m becoming the person I’ve always wanted to be: The Writer Adventurer. I’m just so glad I have a gorgeous puppy, a loving husband and some very patient friends by my side as I do.