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The miracle of having a dog

Today I miss my dog Lennart.

We had to put him down last summer - he was 16.5 years old at that point. It was the hardest thing I have ever had to do although I knew in my heart it was right.

He came into my life when I was having a difficult time. I didn't even want a dog, it was my husband who insisted and paid for him. Still, he ended up being my dog - we just bonded instantly. He was a tireless, high-energy Jack Russel terrier and a real pain at times but I loved him like crazy.

Dogs are great. They don't care if you are having a bad day or don't feel like it, they still need their daily walk. And the sheer happiness and in-the-moment joy they display when they get outdoors is simply contagious. 

Or it can be if you allow it to be. 

Together with Lennart I rediscovered my joy of walking and spending time in nature. We spent hours together in various parks and the botanical garden in Oslo - and later walking around trails and fields in lovely Fredrikstad. 

People have asked me if we are getting a new dog - but the answer is no. I feel like my dog owner days were one phase of my life and now I am in a very different place. I guess I am a one-dog-only kinda person. 

These days I don't need a dog to walk - I am perfectly fine with walking myself around every single day and enjoying it immensely!