As you can see, Kyra has grown a bit since we first got her. I’ve done my best to display both these photos at roughly the same scale. She’s far from the scared little puppy we first met last September, who would barely leave our side. She’s still a little shy – eager to meet people until she actually gets close, then she runs back, and then forward, and then back…
Walking her is still a challenge. Before she didn’t want to walk, she just wanted to sit or lie on the ground. She still doesn’t want to walk – now she wants to run. She no longer tries to get rid of the leash, she grabs it in her mouth and tries to play tug-of-war with it. She’s not scared of bunnies or birds, now she wants to chase them. And no matter how many times the leash stops her short in her headlong rush, she will do it next time just the same.
She still is fascinated by the toads who share her yard. She still brings home trash when we walk, usually plastic or paper cups, occasionally a napkin. She still won’t go near the yard with a small yapping dog, unless the dog is indoors. And she still doesn’t – and probably never will – understand why the rest of us don’t want to play all day the way she does.
Right now she is resting on the floor. She definitely is “early to bed, early to wise,” and I would probably do well to try to adapt more to her schedule. After all, she’ll be wanting me to get up and take her out at 5 in the morning, no matter what time I go to bed.
Happy Birthday, Kyra. And may you enjoy many more.