My dog and I walk almost everyday. Bad weather or Malucca’s stubbornness are the only reasons a walk gets skipped. He’s only willing to walk with me. On days when my schedule doesn’t permit he doesn’t get walked. Others have tried to lend a hand but Malucca plants his furry fanny on the sidewalk and refuses. It really is too bad for all involved.
A mile and a half or two is about the length of our strolls. Whether or not we encounter a crosswalk depends on the route we take. Most intersections he crosses without so much as a sideways glance. Main intersections are different. I think Malucca senses that they are a bigger deal than the standard neighborhood street crossing. He isn’t wrong, but he does take the task more seriously than necessary. When the light changes he takes the handle of his leash in his mouth, forcing me to hold onto a loop of the leash, and insists on escorting me across the intersection. He has taken it upon himself to be my “crosswalk companion. ”
I don’t need his guidance but it does make me smile, and it got me thinking. There are lots of things in life that we don’t need help with, but sometimes it’s nice to know someone else cares enough to give a little bit more of themselves. The next time you do something nice but unnecessary for someone, pat yourself on the back for being someone’s “crosswalk companion.” I promise they’ll take note, you’ll see it from the smile on their face.
