At times it’s rather difficult having a boy who loves me so.
By a boy, I mean a Hugo, a dog. My dog. It’s a huge commitment to have this rescue-pup
all on my own. Essentially, I’m his world, which is both overwhelmingly wonderful
and terrifying (< what a key indicator that I am not one to be in a
committed relationship with). It’s so much easier adjusting when I move to a
new place as I already have a companion who needs to be walked, which means I
get to know my outdoor surroundings, and meet people, rather quickly. Most would agree that he's also a great judge of character. There were a few previous partners he loved (the hippy in Golden) and a few he loved far less (the carnivore who didn't recycle).
My mom has gracefully agree to watch her grand-dog while I’m
traveling, which is great because he loves her so very so. She understands that
should something tragic happen to Hugo, I should be notified immediately, as I will
not be returning to Canada. You see, this dog is my anchor to love, and I will
be shattered should he pass away, but he’s also a my adhesive to Canada which
can sometimes be quite claustrophobic when all one wants to do is live everywhere. 
We’ve adjusted quite well to the ‘hoof as I enjoy telling people
that my mini trips are possible because I dog share. My close friend has two
dogs (one is a rescue, a new addition), and so when I’m in Jasper or New
Brunswick, she was watching Hugo, and when she is taking courses in Prince
George, I get two more pups! I believe we look after each others dogs’ as well
as we look after our own. This means regular dog walks, cuddles, discipline and
lots of love. Other than my mum, this is the first time I don't worry about Hugo while I'm away, because I know she is carefully and lovingly watching him.
This week, and for the next two weeks I have been
vacationing on a farm (something like 17000 acres). I have had the pleasure to
walk all over the property with our three dogs and I’ve been taking one dog
with me while running (quite literally) all over the country side. These photos are from this past weeks' adventures. Admittedly
it’s been a bit chaotic moving from one to three dogs, but I’m quite enjoying
it none the less.
Although I know Hugo won’t be with me forever, I can't quite imagine being without him. I will never have children, nor will I ever have another dog
after Hugo, but I love this dog tremendously. I am his world and, much of the
time, he is my world. I think choosing short travel trips are really small compromises
to have him in my life. I think that says something.
Although I know Hugo won’t be with me forever, I can't quite imagine being without him. I will never have children, nor will I ever have another dog
after Hugo, but I love this dog tremendously. I am his world and, much of the
time, he is my world. I think choosing short travel trips are really small compromises
to have him in my life. I think that says something.Love Always,
Kirstin
Those who teach us the most about humanity aren't always humans - Donald L. Hicks
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