Day 19: Dog Walking

Despite the drastic change in weather from Panama’s 90-degree weather to Maryland’s 30, I missed walking my dog.

It’s been quite a while since I’ve actually taken her out, since my dad walks her, but the cold wasn’t too bad today.

Walking my dog
You can tell we just began walking, because she’s ahead and not behind me.

I always find it amusing that my Pomeranian, B (short for Blossom), is not only strong enough to pull me forward whenever we begin walking out of our court, but also smart enough to know when we’re heading back to the house, so she’ll start walking a lot slower, resulting in me having to pull her.

And because she just looked so adorable after our walk:

Pomeranian
B seems to be happy after our walk šŸ™‚

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