Tag: walking

Little Kitty, Big Courage: A Cat vs. Coyotes Story

Little Kitty, Big Courage: A Cat vs. Coyotes Story

I thought my cat was a goner.  I was out early one very cold winter morning a couple weeks ago, walking the dog… and the cat.  Yes, the cat walks with us sometimes. She’s this tiny skinny fluffy former stray. When we got her the 

Is It Safe to Walk Your Dog When It’s Really Really Cold Out?

Is It Safe to Walk Your Dog When It’s Really Really Cold Out?

So I took my dog for a pre-dawn walk in zero-degree weather, and I wasn’t well-prepared. Large swathes of the country were experiencing unusual cold. Headlines detailed the deaths due to the ice and elements, including deaths from hypothermia. Here in New England, it was 

You have to endure the rain to enjoy the rainbow

You have to endure the rain to enjoy the rainbow

“Mom, it looks like it’s going to rain, we should not be going for a walk right now,” warned my twelve-year-old daughter.  “It’s done raining,” I reassured. “Let’s just go. Get some fresh air.” Neither she nor our thirteen-year-old son were really happy about it, 

Doo Diligence

Doo Diligence

Early this morning, I took doggo for our usual morning walk around the little park near our house. On the way, I spied an old used paper mask on the grassy strip next to the street. I felt vaguely guilty, because I used to occasionally 

Walk the Walk

Walk the Walk

Sorry to open this post with a view of my dog’s butt, but this is my visual multiple times a day, since I’ve been mostly working from home. (Good thing it’s a cute fuzzy butt.) Now more than at any other time in my life, 

Sunday Morning Nature Walk

Sunday Morning Nature Walk

I just couldn’t do ZOOM church this morning. Again. Sigh. I miss our church and our friends, but our weekdays are so hectic, what with a crush of exhausting ZOOM meetings (the kids too, as they are both doing full-remote school), coordinating my office days 

Take a walk

Take a walk

Walking offers so many physical and mental health benefits. But usually, I don’t make time to just take a walk. Lately, I’ve been trying. About two workaday mornings a week, I hop off the train one stop before the hospital and power-walk through town. I’m 

0.88 Miles

0.88 Miles

Friday morning, 6:20 a.m. I was standing on the train in my favorite spot, leaning against the back wall while holding my coffee mug and staring at my smartphone. At Park Street, one stop away from the hospital station, the train lurched and halted and