Instead of driving ten miles round trip to go to the senior center's trail, Hogan and I have been walking around my neighborhood for the past three early evenings, which is just about exactly one mile in circumference. The first time, there was a dog without a leash who barked furiously at us for trespassing on his property (even though we were on the road). Hogan, unfazed, just sort of blinked at him and continued forward. The dog became aggressive and I yelled at him and he backed off. On the way back, his mom was outside but not the dog and we joked about how his dog didn't like mine and she said they're a mess (they have three or four dogs) but we love them.
Next time, we met a neighbor who has a small black poodle. We didn't talk, but waved at each other.
Last night, we met Katherine and Baby, a chihuahua, and we talked for a few minutes. Meanwhile, during our walks, I hear lots of dogs barking from inside their houses which I'm sure we will meet eventually. I've lived here for nearly nine years and barely know three neighbors. I think that's going to change, thanks to my sweet Hogan.
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