Running with our Daisy the Wonder Dog is a nearly daily routine around here. We’ll bet the word “run” elicits a more electric reaction in her than “cookie”, “ball”, “car” or “outside.” Arguably, she’s a hardcore runner. It’s in her genes, apparently. All through the wet, cold winter we had and clear into the hot, sticky summer that’s started… they’ve done little to keep her off the road or trail.
The jealous, barky dogs tethered to their front lawns by their e-collars and electric fences have long lost their entertainment value. Even the fair weather dogs, recently sprung from their winter indoors hardly distract her from the task at hand. Once she’s hit her stride, it seems like she could go on forever. We’ve never really tried to outlast her, so we’re nowhere near sure where that line might actually be. Even two-a-days with scarcely a nap between don’t seem to ap-proach her limits. And that’s a good thing.
Even on the familiar routes, there’s always something new to see or smell. And trying to keep it fresh for her keeps it fresh for us, too. The regular runners among us can attest how easy it can be to flip routine to rut. With the increasing endurance and distance, her world gets bigger and bigger – and that’s a good thing. Cats get the rep for curiosity – and you know what happened to them – but dogs need exposure to new and different, too. That’s a good thing, too.
And on those days when duty calls along with so many other commitments, running with Daisy feels less and less like a chore or obligation, but rather a commitment. A promise, if you will, to spend what they call in the parenting business a little “quality time” together. Like the saying goes, you’ve got to make time to have time. And that’s a great thing.