Walking the Dog Park

I like going to the dog park.  I like walking around at my own pace, stopping at trees to sniff, and checking things out.  Occasionally I'll swim.  I especially like that my little brother leaves me alone and wears himself out.  Sometimes I like meeting other dogs (especially bulldogs), and sometimes I don't.

You don't have to look at me like I'm dying.  If you wonder what's wrong, just ask my mom.  I'm actually in good health.  I have arthritis in my hips and my spine. Because of the arthritis in my spine, my nerves get pinched and I often drag my back foot or feet.  I have a little soreness in my lower back and get treatment for that.  I'm more stiff than sore.  After I get going I loosen up and move around pretty well.

Going to the dog park allows me to get good exercise at my own pace.  I get outside and enjoy the fresh air.  I'm old. I have arthritis, and cataracts and warts. That's how it goes when a husky gets old. But I do ok and know what I like.

I like to walk. And I'll keep going to the dog park until I can't walk any more.