Somehow the day slipped away and I didn't manage to get in the evening walk with my dogs. I feel so guilty when that happens. But not guilty enough to take them out in the dark.
Even though they're both Border Collies they are very different. And each has a special way of making me feel guilty. This is Geordie's most effective way.
He puts on his most appealing look. It's the same one he uses when he watches you eating a sandwich. After a while if nothing's happening he'll head off to sleep in the closet.
Maggie now, she uses different tactics. She keeps walking to the door and then looking back at me. After a few times of trying this if I still haven't responded, she'll flop to the floor and give a noisy sigh.
When I feel guilty, I remind myself that their lives are better than probably 99 per cent of the dogs in the world--maybe even North America. After all they did get nice woodsy afternoon walk with a friend Sue and her dog. So a dog's life is really not so bad.
This is Maggie on a better day playing her favourite game of "I've got the stick and you can't get it." She loves this game more than anything in the world, except maybe flyball.