If you read Bunny’s post yesterday, you know that we had a hiking outing this weekend. I admit, it was nice to be back and I felt like we’d been away from hiking too long. A variety of things has kept us away, like weather, injuries, family obligations and life in general.
One thing I noticed on the trail was that it’s a lot tougher on Bunny than it used to be. She still wants to go and enjoys herself, but in true senior fashion, she’s going to enjoy it at her pace. At one point, Mr. Taleteller and Flattery were a fair distance ahead of us, and I found myself a bit exasperated. I wanted Bunny to hurry up. I wanted them to slow down and be aware of us, but years of hiking with my husband have taught me that it’s not his style to check and see that the rest of us are doing okay. If I collapse on the trail, I’ll just hope that Küster is a part of the hiking party, because in true Shepherd style, he does a head count every twenty paces or so.
I started thinking about the times Bunny has taken it easy on me when my asthma has been an issue and it reminded me that she’s earned the right to take it at her pace these days. I’m happy that she still wants to go and as long as she’s willing and able, I’ll adjust my pace to make life easier for her.
When we got home, she went straight to the couch and made herself comfortable. To my surprise, she didn’t even come over and lay on her bed beside my computer desk while I was typing. She barely moved from that spot all night or the next day. As a matter of fact, when Flattery or Mr. Taleteller tried to sit with her, she gave them a look that said “Excuse you very much!”
I’m starting to think that we’re going to have to approach her senior years carefully or we’re going to have a diva monster of our own creation running the house. She already has an uncanny knack for getting things her way. If we start caving on our few hard and fast rules, we will be in serious trouble. I want to look back with no regrets when our time together is finally over, but I also want to have them be bearable for us while her senior years are unfolding. It’s just a lot harder to say no to those sweet senior faces. I’m just glad that she still has a spirit of adventure and wants to go, even if it means spending longer on the couch when we get home after it’s over.