A couple days ago, we took a walk downtown and I really enjoyed myself. I love new places, new smells, new dogs. As I walk along, I look back to see if my owner is still with me, to make sure that he wants to go straight, take a left, stop and look at a building for a while. Sometimes, I come back, nuzzle his hand and keep walking.
Lately, I’ve noticed I started doing that on our regular paths as well. I’d look back to make sure I was going the right way. I’d not linger on smelling grounds because I am unsure if it is ok to do. I was not sure which turn he wanted to take.
I should know where to go, but I’m lost, even on familiar walks. It all seems so familiar, yet different and no longer mine.