Local Canine Takes Notes on Adapting to New Virus Lifestyle

Local Canine Takes Notes on Adapting to New Virus Lifestyle

Life is always full of pluses and minuses. On the plus side our streets are cleaner. On the minus side I haven’t seen a partially eaten burrito in weeks! You can no longer count on an evening’s stroll to find fast food containers with fries or burger remnants sitting by the wayside. This virus is really taking a toll on my secret pleasures.

More people are out walking while covering their faces and the old man follows suit. You have to look at the eyes to see whether people are smiling. (The old man tells me they are called smizes.) Our walks should be called dodges. We suddenly cross a street to avoid a fellow pedestrian, and we frequently end up walking in the middle of a quiet street. No one seems to mind.

On our dodges it is hard to not notice spring. Bees are everywhere enjoying the purple flowering bushes at Grand Marina and beyond. Baby squirrels are tentatively exploring our parks and trees. (One must be respectful and let the little ones be, but they will grow up!) Spring it is. Flowers are blooming and the old man is sneezing (still masked, he covers his face). I’ve spied a dove sitting on her nest in the tree next to our deck. There are reports of an owl at Littlejohn Park.

The old man and I are pleased. We are finally going to the farmers market again. It has changed, but there is joy in the air. I am not sure who is happier to see each other the shoppers or the vendors. Face masks and gloves abound. Even from my leashed parking spot outside the market I can see the yellow tape on all the booths. Customers point, and vendors hand over their produce. A minus for now is no one stops to pet me and we can’t visit our friend Greg.