I still have residual feelings of guilt, but I'm coming to terms with the fact that Lucy has to be left behind on my cross country ski outings with Cliff. She just couldn't do it, not at 12 1/2 with arthritis in her neck and lower back. I try make her smaller outings just as fun, though, and when we amble around the neighborhood she gets to spend as much time as she wants sniffing the "news", staring off into the distance at nothing (she does this quite a bit), walking at her speed, etc. etc.
Isn't she stunning in her faux red leopard coat? :o)
The neighborhood is wet and... melty. Lucy doesn't mind. The receding snow leaves lots of pee and poo (arg) for her to ogle over. It's just that time of year. We'll have this melt for a few days, and then be pummelled with another storm, over and over for the next few weeks... and then before we know it the daffodil and tulips will be popping up out of the ice and spring will be here!