Tuesday was so nice. The bus took Kota and me up to Cascadia Park up on the mountain. We spent three hours up there. It was my first time at this park. I tried to get up to the falls that they have there which I hear are absolutely glorious. But early on, I realize there were too many trip-factors on the trail. So we just turned around and walked the park. I can’t afford to fall again. My doctor recently told me that if I fall one more time, I’m going to break my hip and I’ll be dead in a year. That was pretty daunting to hear.
We met some really cool people up there. One of the women I met Tuesday is a ranger up there; I asked her if they had a dog-park because Cascadia is a huge park. She said they did and she told me where it was, but my bus was coming in a half an hour so she was kind enough to allow Kota and me into her golf cart. She drove us to this dog park, and it is so nice. It’s big. It’s full of trees and it’s a huge field, with There’s no fences or anything. It’s just tucked in the back of this park, and it is amazing. Next time I go back, it’s where we’re going to be spending most of our time.
It was so funny though, because Kota did not fit in the passenger seat of the golf cart. He had to stay between my legs, and I had my leg wrapped around him so that he wouldn’t fall out when we were turning corners. But he was a champ. The woman was even amazed that he was so well behaved.
One of my friends gave me as an early birthday gift: a backpack for Kota. Now, when we go out on our walks, I don’t have to carry a purse, or his treats. Everything goes into the backpack. Kota doesn’t seem bothered by it, either.
Kota is so tired. So am I. Kota isn’t the only one who had a full day yesterday. I am pretty tired as well. In more ways than one.
That excursion probably refreshed you and Kota even in a way you can't feel.
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