|At one time, Lindy was slim and trim and could walk for miles.|
Some readers of my blog may remember our darlin' dog, Lindy. She is old now, but we don't know how old...12 or 13 years, perhaps, according to Medicine Hat's SOS Dog Rescue, from whom we adopted her in 2009.
Definitely in her doggy dotage, and blind now as well.
Although we leave her with friends, whom she loves, when we travel by plane, we always miss her, every day.
So my husband, Richard Schear, has decided we will take a road trip once a year so Lindy can come with us. She loves to stay in hotels, and also settles down quickly whenever we go from one hotel to another. As long as she has a familiar blanket and her big pink pig (who grunts, which she prefers to toys that squeak), she feels right at home.
She doesn't like long walks any more...nor do I, for that matter...so we send The Big Guy out with a camera, and he returns with plenty of photos, like this one taken at Bryce Canyon, Utah, when we visited the Four Corners states: Utah, Colorado, Arizona and New Mexico.
|Bryce Canyon, Utah, Richard Schear photo|
Growing old isn't easy when it messes with your head, but it is certainly interesting.
I'm wishing all of you success in 2016, whether with your writing, your job, or your photography, and I'll join you when I can.