Wordless Wednesday: My Poor Eyes

I could not photograph the fear in this poor pup’s eyes.  Maybe you can sense the fear I felt from afar. At one point this careless girl let the paddle board float right next to the waterfall on the left, as she held it by a rope to keep it from going over.IMG_1412


Author: Marsha

Hi, I'm Marsha Ingrao, a retired educator and wife of a retired realtor. My all-consuming hobby is blogging and it has changed my life. My friends live all over the world. In November 2020, we sold everything and retired to the mile-high desert of Prescott, AZ. We live less than five miles from the Granite Dells, four lakes, and hundreds of trails with our dog, Kalev, and two cats, Moji and Nutter Butter. Vince's sister came with us and lives close by. Every day is a new adventure.

7 thoughts on “Wordless Wednesday: My Poor Eyes”

    1. I agree. I don’t like the feeling of being helpless, totally dependent on someone for my safety, unless I trust them. When we went on the Road to Hana, Carol said I didn’t want to see her side of the bus. I’m glad I didn’t. However, the bus driver gave us his credentials at the beginning of the trip – hundreds of safe excursions, so I felt safe. I did a similar trip with my husband driving and we were both scared spitless the whole way. I will never go that route again! That puppy MAY have totally trusted his owner, but he didn’t look like he did, and I certainly didn’t!

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    1. This girl certainly did not! I wanted to yell down at her, but that might have frightened the dog even more. I didn’t want him to lose his balance on that board and fall off.


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