I woke up an hour early this morning in Albuquerque – looked at the clock, which said 7:15 and thought I should get up and moving. “Wow, the sun comes up later here,” I said to Max, who opened one eye, gave a heavy sigh, and closed it right back up again.
Turned out the clock was an hour fast! So, Max and I were out walking by 6:30… The good part of it was that we were checked out and headed for Starbucks by 8:15!
As I drove east out of town, I spotted the dog park we went to last year when we were in ABQ, but unfortunately I was in the middle lane of heavy traffic and couldn’t get over to exit and go to the park. I didn’t tell Max we missed an opportunity.
A couple of hours later, we pulled off at Santa Rosa, and headed for Santa Rosa Lake. Maybe I am too much of an Easterner, but I expected to find a LAKE – with a swimming beach. You know, a good place for a cool dog to have some fun.
What we finally found – seven miles north of town – was clear evidence of the more than three-year drought that has beset this part of the southwest. Santa Rosa Lake was at best only 20% of its capacity. Note these pictures:
I drove all around, looking for a good place to assuage my guilt at missing the dog park, and finally settled on a picnic area overlooking the boat ramp. Originally, I thought we could play at the water’s edge on the boat ramp. Oops. The steep, paved boat ramp went down about 35 feet to the water, and I wasn’t willing to walk down there and back up – especially since I wasn’t even sure that Max would want to play in the water!
We got out and played with the ball for about a half hour. I practiced letting Max go ahead, then calling, “Whoa. Stop.” Each time, he stopped and turned to watch me for a signal to continue! I had no idea he would do it so well… Then, I added the “Stay” command and he stayed until I caught up and gave him the “OK.”
And then it was back on the road, heading for Amarillo, TX.
…and we made it safely to Amarillo, without incident.
And now, for something completely different:
While my homegirl, Diana, from Portland, Oregon was visiting, we took a day trip to El Paso to go to the Lucchese Boot Factory Store. Lucchese has a reputation for the most comfortable, handmade cowboy boots, and Diana thought she wanted a pair. I wasn’t planning on buying any boots…
Oh well… sometimes, you just have to follow your heart. Here are some that got away: