the trouble with humans as pack-mates...

...we just can't run fast enough. We adopted a stray from the shelter last week -- a husky mix, built to run. She'll walk along with you nicely enough if you're just taking a spin around the block, but when I try to take her along with me on my runs she doesn't know what to make of it. I trot along doing my 10 minute miles, and she'll try to open it up and really run. I can do that for maybe 30 seconds. Then we're slowing to a walk and she's looking at me as if to say "will you make up your mind?"

This morning we went to Black Creek Park and tried a side trail I've been meaning to check out for a while. Narrow, twisty, steep in spots, full of roots and rocks. All was going well until something caught her attention and she went charging off the path. I saw two deer bounding off into the woods. She nearly took my arm out of its socket trying to go after them. "We are not chasing deer through the woods -- it's just not going to happen!" I told her. She looked at me like "c'mon, we can take them! You're letting them get away!"

Once we got over that disappointment, we calmed down for the rest of the walk, although she had to check out every deer trail that crossed the path. She was even tired out by the end of the trail.

Flowers for mother's day