Never Walk Alone

by Houndstooth on

This past weekend, Mr. Taleteller had a class he had to attend on his own for search and rescue.  All humans on the team have to keep their ground search certification up, and it was time for him to get his done.  That meant that I had the weekend mostly to myself.  As it turned out, it was a stressful weekend for a lot of reasons.  I was having major problems with the blog and getting it transferred to a new host didn’t go as smoothly as hoped, thanks to my old host being a pain in the rear.  I got a phone call that my dad was in the hospital again on Saturday, and told that he didn’t want anyone to visit.

I realized late in the afternoon that I’d sat stressing and stewing and wasting a perfectly good day for being out walking and enjoying my last days of vacation.  I hadn’t even eaten lunch.  I was having a serious battle with inertia, but I really wanted to get out some.  It was time to let the dogs out, and I was in charge of Küster for a rare change.  Normally, Mr. Taleteller is the one who takes him out ever since The Black Tornado jerked me off my feet one night in a fit of overzealous excitement.  Küs has a lot of obedience training, but he is remarkably good at pretending that he doesn’t know anything about it.  As I took him out, I realized that I really needed to stretch my legs some and be out in the fresh air for a while, so I decided to take a gamble and take the boy for a short walk since he wasn’t getting any training time for the weekend.

Through the Tall Tall Grass -- Tales and Tails

Always ready for fun!

I have to say, he did a really good job for me.  He pulled a little, but most of the time, he strutted along beside me, clearly happy to out and about in the neighborhood and off duty from his job.  It’s hard to describe, you may just have to know him, but Küster just has a certain way about him.  If he were human, he’d be like Joey from friends with a “Hey!  How you doin’?” for everyone he meets.  He’s a cool dude and he knows it, but he also has a way of making you feel just as cool to be walking down the street with him.  We didn’t meet anyone else on the street while we were out walking, much to his disappointment, but I think he was as happy to have time alone with me as I was with him.

Later in the day, I was feeling disappointed because I’d told myself I’d go over to Bloomington and walk on the Constitution Trail.  It was one thing I had told myself I would do and it was getting later.  However, I talked myself into going and taking Flattery along.  It was cooling off enough that I wasn’t worried about her getting overheated and it would give me the extra push in motivation that I needed.  My mom called me and we were talking about it, and she asked if it wouldn’t be dark.  Honestly, walking in the dark doesn’t bother me.  We often walk the dogs after dark because it’s cooler for them and there are less people out.  I laughed at her question and told her the truth.  “People don’t bother you in the dark when you’re walking a big, black dog.”

Woe Is Me -- Tales and Tails

Take Me With You

Nobody who meant us harm would ever know that Flattery is completely harmless.  When someone walks up to up, her ears stand straight up and she looks like a feisty black Doberman.  On our way out on the trail, several people stopped to pet her, but on the way back, they gave her a wide berth.  I can’t say that I was offended.

The two of them are good for me because they are both always willing to go.  Bunny will go, but she won’t ever pester me to go.  Morgan is more than I feel comfortable handling by myself when she decides that she doesn’t like somebody.  Flattery and Küster are both not only happy to go for walks, but they will ask to go.  Küs will just start pulling me down the driveway when we go out while Flattery will come over and poke me with her nose to motivate me out of the chair.  As I’m trying to get in better shape and do more walking, they are both good for me.  It’s nice to know that you never have to walk alone.

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  • Good job going out walking by yourself with those Big Black Dogs! I think you must be quite a good trainer to get them to be the kind of courteous dog that is enjoyable to be out with! I had fun reading about the walks, and also hope that your father is doing better!

  • It is good to have a dog that wants to go, or better yet, needs to go. Roy is pretty happy laying in the sun most days. Torrey loves to get out, and needs the extra exercise. So it’s all good for me too.

  • Sara, oreo & chewy

    I imagine Kuster as being a doggie politican, or the mayor, working the crowd 🙂 What a fun dog.

    Glad the two black dogs got you moving and smiling ~ good stress relievers!

  • I know what you mean about Kuster and how it makes you feel cool too, Brut is like that.
    Glad you were able to get out and walk with kids. It always makes me feel better.
    p.s. we don’t mind walking at night either, it’s fun!

  • Sue Dyer

    Think Kuster needs to be renamed Joey:)

    Glad you made it it with both Kuster and Flattery and no one bothered you. Do you take an alarm with you, or pepper spray?

  • Hope your dad is doing better, and out of the hospital now.

    It’s always great to have a walking partner. Sophie always knew when it was 9:00 p.m., (time for her evening walk), and didn’t mind reminding us at all! lol!

  • Dennis the Vizsla

    hello houndstooth its dennis vizsla dog hay this is gud advice i try never to wawk alone eether and if their is trouble i definitly reely on having a big black dog to protekt me!!! i am glad the web site is all bak in order now stoopid fat cows ar only gud for mayking hamberger if yoo ask me!!! ok bye