Walkies

The Dog, as you all know, is not a puny dog that gets enough exercise simply by running around the house.
She needs daily walk, and so we take a daily walk everyday, the Dog, the Little One, and the Mama.

Luckily the housing complex where we live is pretty enough, with space to walk, some greens to shade us on our walks, and scenery to take in. So we wait till it's not so hot, and off we go for doggy walkies.

This is the ideal case. The Dog holds point, followed by the Little One, and Mama just follow at the back.

The reality?
The Dog needs to be leashed.
The Little One's legs, although marginally longer than the Dog's, do not come with capability to walk that far yet.
Then of course, there's the other purpose of doggie walkies, to pee and poop.
All of which means there are tools and supplies to be brought along.
Not to mention of course the camera phone to take all these pictures, haha.

So now it's closer to reality.
The Dog is on leash (held by the Little One).
(She does that at times, and yes, the Dog is trained enough for me to let her do that. Not to mention the fact that the leash is a retractable one)
There are flowers in the Little One's hand. (That's the purpose of walkies according to the Little One, to collect flowers)
Mama follows at the back with the kiddie bike.

Is it the full reality yet? Hmm... not yet, I'm afraid.

This is more like it.
For one, the Kid is in the kiddie bike, which is the case 70% of the time.
Which also means that Mama needs to push the bike AND hold the Dog's leash.
And remember the peepee poopoop part? Mama also needs to bring a bag with plastic bags to clear Doggie poopoo.
Even the Little One is already into the practice.
Woe unto Mama should Mama have no plastic bag to pick up the doggie poop. The Little One would nag and yell and cry until Mama does something about that mess. Hhhh....

This is also why we like to control what the Dog eats to ensure easy 'mess-removal'. But I guess that's too much info ya? Back to the walkies then.

And of course you still haven't forgotten the flowers, have you? They usually end up in the bike's baskets, or on Mama's hair. Just for fun, you know. 

Now the walkies route are not quite fixed. Sometimes we go left, sometimes we go right. Sometimes we walked further, sometimes we walked shorter distance. It really depends on what time we start walking, whether Mama needs to do anything, if we meet any friends on the way, all kinds of factors. But yesterday, Mama needed to go somewhere, so it was quite a bit of walk, during which we had quite a few encounters. Before that, however, of course we have to collect a few flowers.

At the next house, the Little One met with this puny little friend who was equally excited at the sight of the Dog. Can you see the tail wagging in the picture? Hahaha...

That dog is cute all right, but Mama might have her reasons not to be overly fond of him in particular. The story was that Puny managed to escape (as seen in the third panel above), and followed us for a while. Right before Puny was taken back by his caretaker, he pooped. 

That in itself is fine, if not for the Little One's insistence that I clean up the mess. Harumph!

Next time Puny will do well to stay within his enclosure, thank you very much.

After a long walk, the sight of this puny yellow car parked under the trees is always welcomed. For it's a sign that home is near. Where the Dog can drink, the Little One can get off the bike, and Mama can rest a bit before preparing dinner. Maybe tomorrow we'll see you on another walkies. What do you think?