On the road again
Are we really going riding? Let's go. Let's go.
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RoadDog rode again this weekend.
Steve and I had a very happy dog on Saturday afternoon. We had told him we were going to go riding and he seemed to grasp what we were saying by the happy smiles and twitching tail, but when he heard Steve start his bike outside the garage I thought our boy was going to lose his hairy mind.
He was “helping” me hang laundry on the clothesline from the upper deck when the pipes roared to life. He raced to the closest railing and peered down, tension in every line of his body. When he looked up and I said, “yes, we’re going,” he ran to the door. We then couldn’t get our jackets and helmets outside fast enough for him. He was all around our feet full of excitement in the entranceway.
When I opened the door of his carrier and went to pick him up, those front legs reached up and he jumped from my arms inside with a happy smile, ready to roll.
The three of us travelled the Bridgewater-Lunenburg-Mahone Bay loop, with an extra stint through Indian Point and on to Chester Basin. We then returned for another of Jake’s favourite things, after all his first day of riding for the season would not have been complete without a stop at Tims. Diet or no diet, we decided it was a two bit day and Jake happily devoured his treats on the waterfront. We took a quick stroll and then headed home.
The look on Jake’s face when we arrived home was priceless. He honestly looked euphoric. He was just so happy and I’m pretty sure Steve and I looked about the same. Here’s to the 2012 riding season — it has finally arrived.
That is one happy RoadDog.
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