This afternoon I set off with Lytton, my big brown lab dog, for a leisurely stroll in the park. I am so used to seeing the ice-covered river that it took a moment to register that all of the ice had disappeared. I think Lytton realized this at the same moment as I did.
Off he trotted and before long I could hear him engaged in his favourite activity – chasing the resident ducks and geese. At this time of year, they really do not appreciate being disturbed. By the time I arrived at the river’s edge, a large goose was in hot pursuit of Lytton. I don’t think he had bargained for that. The look on Lytton’s face was hilarious.
Once he’d managed to get out of the river, we continued walking along the path until Lytton spied some ducks in the distance. He sped off and was about a metre away before the ducks took flight. For some reason, he seems to derive endless amusement from these fruitless chases.
When we arrived at our favourite river place, I spent what seemed like endless minutes tossing sticks for L. He likes to wait until several sticks are in the water before retrieving them. It is a thing of rare beauty to watch this water dog effortlessly doing what comes naturally to him.
Our walk home was uneventful until we were about one block from home. We stopped and chatted with a neighbour who has two tiny poodles. I was not paying much attention to L. until something caught my eye. Just as I looked down, L. was lifting his leg and peeing on one of the poodles. Needless to say, I moved him away quickly but not before my neighbour noticed her dog was a bit damp. Oops … thankfully she laughed and patted L.
And now L. has been wiped down and is happily chewing on a bone waiting for my son to return home from school.
Spring is a wondrous thing!