Seven and a half years ago when Calli was first hurt, we ordered a cart for her. She never used it, as by the time the cart arrived, she had recovered enough to walk on her own. Now that she is 13 1/2, her back end just doesn't work like it used to. So now we have started using the cart. If she is walking somewhere different, she is full of enthusiasm and really takes advantage of the freedom the cart gives her. This was three weeks ago on a visit to Oliver. We were heading across the park and down the dyke for a walk.
On the way back, just before entering back into the park, I saw this sign on the fence.
You know me, anything free....So I filled up a bag, yelled thanks to the guy out working in his yard, and then went back again the next day and got more. The lady was out this time, and she told me to come in through the gate and take everything. So two grocery bags full and the vine was empty.
Here's Calli at the end of the walk. We had stopped to let the dogs swim in the river, and let her walk back on her own. She is doing well here, but I wanted to show you the size of the rock she was carrying back.