I would call it a “Journey” Dog
A journey to every cigarette but and used tissue in sight 😂
life is not about the destination
While backpacking in Ireland, my friend and I visited the small island of Inish Oirr. We had all day to explore the island so set off without any route planned. A black dog tagged along and soon started guiding our way. He would loop back and stop to wait for us at turns. We followed him blindly through the maze of stone walls. He led us to a lake, a lighthouse, and a shipwreck. He always seemed excited to show us the next landmark. We literally followed a dog from morning until sunset. It felt as though he had done this many times before. He was such a good boy.
Dirk Gently’s Guiding Eyes for the Blind
Not all those who wander are lost. Sometimes they just play dog roulette
I have a Shiba. Walking her is like walking a cat, so I beg to differ
Nobody said she had to be a GOOD guide dog to count 🤷
sometimes I just close my eyes and see where my dog takes me, is fun, mentally hard, but fun.
I do this too. :p
The neighbors must think I’m insane.
I try to count the steps and see if I can make it further than before. My record is like 140.
It’s very mentally hard. I’m always thinking, “oh I’ve gotta be going down someone’s driveway now!”
I try to use the dip in the curb for driveways to tell if I’m going the right way
As long as you don’t mind going to all the smelliest places.
Psh, as I’ve grown older I am hoping the dog would just be a lazy dog and just suggest we lay down and take a nap
You may not end up where you meant to go, but you’ll end up somewhere interesting
Like under the bus.
Didn’t see that coming. Either.
Man you are just ripping off my welcome mat.
This is a great quote. Describes how I feel at my job at the moment …
Can I use it?
Similarly helpful advice: a broken clock still shows the correct time twice a day.
I’d say a dog would still go to predictable places eg. they’d go for a walk on their usual route (maybe a bit larger).
I had a Husky. For me it would have been the random path of deer, rabbits, and random people’s driveways. He had no sense of direction, and cared not for walking norms.
Might get kind of tricky when crossing a busy street
Your destination: death
The other side
