These are hard photos for me to look at. They’re from a hike I did with the dogs about a week before Tank died, on the Alberni Inlet Trail, at the end of May when all the wildflowers are in bloom. Dave has been really busy these last few months, so it has mostly just been me and the dogs on the trails.
Now, with Tank gone, it’s just Xhosa and me… Xhosa and I went back there the other day, first time since Tank died. I spend a lot of time on the trails in tears these days, especially if it’s like this trip: first time back since losing Tank. Xhosa is a great dog…. but it’s sure different without Tank. Tank was always running ahead, letting me know at every fork which way he preferred to go, always chasing sparrows or barking at woodpeckers or squirrels – basically always in my face and demanding constant communication, Xhosa is older and pretty mellow, and she just plods along behind me. So our hikes and runs are quite quiet compared to how they used to be.
Anyway, posting these pix was on my to-do list when Tank died. They are very hard for me to look at now (and so I am not going to bother captioning them). You can see from them what an absolutely wonderful day we had… so weird to think that I had no idea that it would be one of our last days out there together.