I’ve already written about meeting other mums and this last week I have discovered a whole new world.
Up until this years shit-storm of health issues I regularly would go for a run or walk most evenings and loved losing myself in some music and my own thoughts for a while.
I figured I could use my evening dog walk for this purpose and each night I’ve happily popped in my earphones and taken the hound out.
I soon discovered that you can’t seem to pass 90% of other dog walkers without a greeting or a conversation.
Now don’t get me wrong; it’s nice to meet others and have a chat but it seems my local area has a huge amount of friendly dog owners and everywhere you go someone wants to say hello and have a chat.
Having a baby is like joining a club; as scary as other mums and cliques can be you all having something in common and it opens up a whole new world of play dates, soft play hell and toddler groups.
With a dog it’s no different – dogs are part of the family and dog owners love to say hello, offer advice and be friendly.
Lucy-chops is half Pug and so it seems incredibly popular and everyone wants to say hello to her.
She just wants to lick them to death.
Initially, my depressed-hermit self just wanted to walk on and be left alone – but I am now embracing the dog owners club and getting involved.
It feels like a huge win for me to get out of the house and to find the courage and motivation to smile and greet other dog walkers; when I would usually hide at home and let the depression win.
I’m starting to think Lucy needed us but maybe I needed her too…