I’ve written a few times here about my dislike of autumn but it seemed even more poignant on my way home from work today.
Every year when the leaves start to fall Jade goes through a week or so of trying to treat every single one as an obstacle. As more leaves fall she slows more and more thinking she can’t walk on them or allow me to. finally she gets the hang of it and we trudge through them and she gets all excited about it!
She’s just getting to the stage this year of being comfortable with walking on the leaves again. I was enjoying this on the way home with her but suddenly had this awful thought that this will be our last autumn working together.
Of course my being on the waiting list for a new dog has been a reality for a few months now but the realisation that we’re coming to last times hit me like a punch in the stomach.
This is my first real experience of retiring a guide dog, despite having owned them for 20 years. When my first dog retired, I was naive enough to think it would be a breeze. Dogs two and three never made it to retirement age with me, so this is the first guide dog whose retirement I have really planned.
it doesn’t help matters that jade is the best guide dog I have owned to date.