There is something lovely and dignified about a dog roaming free, trotting after its nose and mysterious whims, often in the collegial company of fellow canines.
I remember the freedom of childhood- taking off on my bike along a country road, swimming at a swimming hole with other kids with no adult supervision, climbing in a metal (!) jungle gym at school...
One dog is in an a really dry setting, the other in wet. Both are beautiful
Well, it was 30+ years ago, so we learned. AND I was never inside a minute except in school. In NM, it was "change out of your school clothes and go outside." Post-war moms at home all had open doors and we kids roamed the alley and surroundings from the time we were preschoolers (no preschool in those days). That was the good news. And then there was the bad: no movies or swimming pools allowed because of polio, etc.
In NYC, when we were growing up, at the age of 7 or so we all got bus passes and were allowed to go to school and friends' houses by ourselves. We had a world of our own, unobserved and uncommented by adults. Today, with, so far as I know, no increase in actual danger to kids, every yearning towards independence and adventure seems to evoke adult warnings of terrible danger. What a loss!
I remember the freedom of childhood- taking off on my bike along a country road, swimming at a swimming hole with other kids with no adult supervision, climbing in a metal (!) jungle gym at school...
One dog is in an a really dry setting, the other in wet. Both are beautiful
Well, it was 30+ years ago, so we learned. AND I was never inside a minute except in school. In NM, it was "change out of your school clothes and go outside." Post-war moms at home all had open doors and we kids roamed the alley and surroundings from the time we were preschoolers (no preschool in those days). That was the good news. And then there was the bad: no movies or swimming pools allowed because of polio, etc.
New to Vermont, I learned the hard way about tying up the dog after mine was killed by a hunter on land that was posted.
Yes, it is different here. I am sorry about your dog.
In NYC, when we were growing up, at the age of 7 or so we all got bus passes and were allowed to go to school and friends' houses by ourselves. We had a world of our own, unobserved and uncommented by adults. Today, with, so far as I know, no increase in actual danger to kids, every yearning towards independence and adventure seems to evoke adult warnings of terrible danger. What a loss!