Despite the big, beautiful, fenced-in backyard that Heidi’s parents have, each morning when I get up, Lucy runs over and nudges her leash. Even if I let her out in the yard, she hurriedly pees and then returns to the door, eager for a walk.
It’s hard to blame her— a morning outing before breakfast has been the routine since she was an eight-week-old puppy. Neither do I mind taking an early walk: the Buffalo mornings are cool and quiet with the occasional rabbit or deer sighting. A quick mile loop and we’re back, Lucy literally pooped out, and I invigorated and ready for the day.
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