We have the world's best neighbors. A real community. All the houses are on about 3 acres so even though there are about 20 houses in our subdivision nestled against the National Forest, it feels very spread out. The local dogs, including ours, have cut trails between our house and our closest neighbors. This Spring we put up signs.
Taxi Trail goes up the hill behind our house. It's used mostly by Taxi and the neighbor dogs for their morning play time together. We also have one of the only real lawns in the subdivision and all the dogs from up the hill think it's the best place in the valley to take a big morning shit.
Lollipop Lane goes to our neighbor Beth's House and then a trail from her houses continues to the mail boxes. We named it Lollipop Lane because Huck gets lollipops from 2 main sources--my Mom (in the mail) and Beth. She keeps a bowl of Blow Pops and Tootsie Pops on her kitchen counter.
Sometimes we all go together on our way to get the mail or we go to Beth's and have a little visit. But lately I've been letting my big guy spread his wings and go up Lollipop Lane on his own. He takes a lot of pride and enjoyment out of the task.
So this has been the summer of going to Beth's house. She never gets tired of seeing my little moocher at her screen door and he almost always remembers to bring one home for his little sister.
I really love that I live in a place where children can safely exercise that kind of freedom.
