Walking is free and it travels well. In my late 20s I was a single gal living alone, and decided that a dog would be a great companion to do life with. I already knew from my experience working at a pet store that I would choose a pug. I found a breeder and was introduced to my first pug, Jabba. He was a beefy fawn male, the largest one in the litter, and was immediately my best friend. After a long day of working and making the last half of my three hour round trip home, we set out in the brisk evening to check out what the neighborhood was up to. We’d walk past the pizza shop and the Indian restaurant. We’d walk down to the ferry terminal and across a few bridges to see if anything new was happening on the other side. It was a favorite and peaceful daily ritual. Then when we moved back to WI, so I could finish getting my degree in Creative Writing, we picked up walking there. Walking for us proved to be an awesome way to explore and immerse ourselves into our community.
4 Feet on the Road 