Tracker and I re-started our Sunday Dates today. We both miss Athena a lot, everyday. A few months after she died, I started taking Tracker to Park Grounds on Sundays. It was good for me to get out of the house. There’s good coffee there, and food, and dogs. Athena never really liked it there that much. She basically never left my side. When she did, it was just to check out the other people. I believe that Athena never really saw herself as a dog. She was just my protector. Tracker, however, has always loved other dogs. He’s a real “dog’s dog.” (I’m not really sure that that is a saying, but you get my point).
I’ve been telling myself for about 2 months that I was going to start bringing him back, but there has always been reasons not to. Rain, heat, fatigue, good coffee at home… all excuses. Pretty selfish of me. Today we went. It started to rain as we left, but I told myself that it might not be raining at the park. It wasn’t, not yet anyway. Tracker was really happy to be back. I got my breve latte and an egg sandwich, so I was good too.
The first little bit of rain came through and we sat under the tree and waited it out, no biggie. I don’t even think the dogs noticed. I made friends with Knox, a chocolate lab. Basically, I threw his stick, so he liked me. The sun came out. I finished my latte. Clouds moved in again. This time there was some pretty heavy rain, creating some sloppy mud. The dogs were not excited. The fun was over, so we headed home.
I would have liked to stay and let Tracker play for a good while longer, but at least we got some date time in. He’s such a good boy, its hard for me to know if he’s happy or not. I’m glad he’s here with me. I’ve just got to make sure I make time for him.