Spirit

It must be difficult for them ... walking with t wo-leggeds in the woods. She spins around and around me - a flash of gold through the trees. She must walk ten times (at least) as far as I do. She stops and waits when ever I amout of sight. Does she ever long for the freedom to just run unfettered? To not have to wait on this slower two legged.

I don't take for granted that she checks in with me. It's a gift we both built through out relationship and with hard word, the desire to do what is asked (on her part), and impulse control. It's a precious gift and I don't want to lose it.