Unwilling cardio with Quincy
Last time I wrote about my 12-year-old dog, Quincy, was in May when she started having problems while she and I were out for a walk. I don’t know if it was her back or if she was dehydrated or what. Whatever it was seems to have fixed itself.
That sounds crazy, doesn’t it? Old dogs don’t develop problems walking and then presto, they’re all better. Unless, you’re Quincy, it seems.
Ever since Quincy started having walking problems, I started taking her on shorter walks on flat streets. Most days this past fall found me walking Quincy around the neighborhood. She was happy to walk, stop, sniff, pee, repeat. We went out most days.
Then this winter happened and Quincy became reluctant to go outside for more than a quick turn around the yard for some pee on the rocks. I couldn’t let her lie around all winter, so we started taking very short walks with her sweater on which would sometimes end with her legs seeming to shiver right off her body.
The long period of cold inspired me to buy her a new bed, blanket, sweater and a new harness. Once I started walking her with her new harness, everything changed.
All of a sudden, instead of her normal walk, stop, sniff, pee routine, she was pulling on her leash and trying to run. Because I felt bad that she’d been cooped up for so long, I jogged a little way assuming she just wanted to get the walk over with and get back to her bed.
Uh, no. Now, I have to wear my gym shows whenever I walk her. She wants to run all the time.
I keep thinking it’s the cold weather and she’ll go back to her walk, stop, sniff, pee habit. Not so. Today, I was in my work clothes since it was the first day of my new class (which I love, love, love, by the way) and my running shoes chasing my dog down the sidewalk dodging ice patches.
Running has never been my thing and my knees have been killing me this winter, so you can only imagine what I look like trying to keep up with a little dog who was bred to do nothing but run super fast. Thank goodness she still wants to stop, sniff and pee or I might never make it around the block.
Sheesh, old dog, slow down already!