This afternoon, Oz and I went on a two hour walk to town and back. He was such a good boy!

On the way there, he took his sweet time sniffing around and marking his territory, so I thought we’d never make it! I accidentally kicked a rock a short ways past the motel and Oz went tearing after it. We played that game for a good ways, with me throwing a new rock for him to play with every few steps and that definitely got us moving.

The afternoon was starting to be a scorcher, so when we got to town I brought him down to the river so he could cool off a tad since his owner had mentioned that he loves the water. He was very happy with this detour.

Since today is a holiday, not much was open, so I decided to just get an ice cream and come back home. I tied Oz to a bench outside the store where he was immediately adopted by two grannies from Maine. Oz was very happy to lie in the shade under a bench and be fawned over while I got my cone.

I had my ice cream as he continued to garner attention and then it was time to head back since I had a shift starting at 5. Oz knew the way home and he was eager to get there, since he was obviously exhausted. He walked to the full length of his leash without straining, stopped, and then looked at me with an expression that said “Come on, I wanna get there!”

what a sweet boy!

waiting for me to throw another rock

playing in the Yukon River

chillin’ out in front of the ice cream parlour

Playing the ‘cool aunt’ with a dog is always fun, but I know I am nowhere near a stage in my life where I could have one. I’d definitely need to be home a lot more and have a semblance of a routine. That said, I look forward to more outings with Oz.