We're lucky to have a whole mess of trails within walking distance -- where we can enjoy sweeping views of the bay, as well as close and personals of the redwoods.
Since Sasha starts to limp towards the end of our walks when her arthritis kicks in, we bought a little puggy bjorn. To carry my princess Sasha when she's not feeling up to the task of moving of her own volition. Dave thinks eventually she'll associate 'walks' with 'being carried'.
The picture of the woods is really nice. You should enlarge it with a good reliable shop. Is Sasha feeing guilty for being carried? She is looking for the approval.
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