I Miss My Dog

I know it sounds lame but I miss my dog. I'm not sure where dogs fit in here in Burgos, but I do see a lot of dogs when we go out. As I have mentioned there is a parkway several miles long that runs through the center of town. It is a very common site to see people walking there dogs. From all appearances the dogs here are very well taken care of, unlike many countries we have been in. Al least they aren't food (Korea). They seem to be part of the family, maybe even too much sometimes just like at home. The first day we were in Spain I stopped a man that was walking his Brittany and tried to tell him I missed my dog (he didn't understand because I wasn't fluent in Spanish back then). Now every time I see a dog with features or coloring similar to Izzy my hearts leaps a little and aches a little at the same time.

But here's the deal, my friends and family can keep up to date with how I'm doing by reading my blog or better yet reading Lynette's blog. And if they care at all they can write a comment or send an email. Izzy is a smart dog but she has not acquired those skills yet (she just turned one). So she has no idea what is happening to me. Even though McKenzie and Ladd walk or run with her almost everyday I know she has time to wonder if I'm ok, and when I'm coming home.

It's going to be hard to leave Spain but coming home to my dog will make it a little easier.