I have had the flu for 2 weeks.
Today I can say that I am symptom free.
But not unaffected.
I am left with a certain pronounced lack of stamina. I run out of steam REAL fast.
I’m trying to forge ahead and get some things done anyway. It works pretty well, right up until I hit the wall.
Domestic chores are going to get done around here today, even if it takes me all day in 15 minute intervals.
That’s my strategy.
And at some point, there will be a walk in the fields.
Though it won’t be with Ben for a while.
Hub Man and I took the dogs down to the creek yesterday. They haven’t been out for a run for quite some time as we have both been under the weather.
Ben took off like a bullet and ran himself silly. While we were exploring the newly exposed old beaver house downstream, Ben managed to run out of sight and must have had a panic attack. When he couldn’t see us, he decided he would run home instead.
Of course we didn’t KNOW he had run home until we GOT home.
I was strangely unperturbed by this event. Now I won’t lie and say I was HAPPY about it. But I went to my philosophical place, and decided that Ben had broken the unspoken contract... which is , STAY WITH YOUR PEOPLE DILLWEED! And if he was going to go off the reservation, then so be it.
I didn’t speak to him for quite some time after we got home with Miss Sunny who had gone swimming in the muddy creek, who had to be sprayed down in the backyard.
Sunny stayed nearby, like a good girl. A dirty, smelly, wet girl. But good nonetheless.
I’m actually pretty surprised Ben found his way home. We were quite a ways away. He relies on sight to get his bearings. Sunny uses her nose. If she got lost she would smell us out, now I know Ben needs to be able to SEE where we are. I’m also going to take my dog whistle with me from now on and try to keep better tabs on where he goes. The little knucklehead.