Bark, the herald puppy sings

This morning, to beat the rain that’s expected here in Nashville this afternoon, I drove up to Sam’s Club for some dog food and, because one of my favorite things is to combine tasks, I decided to run while I was out. I dressed in my warmest running gear- Brooks shoes, black tights, t-shirt under a long sleeve shirt, snow cap, and my Garmin Vivoactiv HR watch*. I was ready!

I decided to stop in Sam’s first. I thought I’d be doing everyone a favor by not walking through after a run because, although it’s cold, I’d be a little sweaty and possibly not quite fresh and febreze-y, if you catch my drift (hopefully not literally though!). On the way there, I formulated a plan to leave my car in the Sam’s parking lot and just run to a nearby greenway, instead of driving to the greenway parking lot which was maybe half a mile away. Michael DelGiorno was on the radio, as he always is from 9 to noon. So I sat in there a few minutes longer than planned to listen to an entire segment of his. Quick side note, anyone in Nashville ought to give him a listen, he’s a fantastic storyteller and gives such incredible insight into life, politics, spirituality and I can easily say he’s one of my favorite people.

So then I walked in to Sam’s a few minutes behind my entirely self-imposed schedule of buying dog food, jogging, then going back home for lunch by noon O’Clock. After loading the food into the trunk, I took off towards the greenway (you can see this mapped out in the pic below).

While I was jogging in front of the police detention center, in the distance I heard a excited bark from a dog being walked by some random person. That bark reminded me that Metro Animal Control is next door to the police facility. I decided part of my run would include stopping in to see about walking the dogs, or if that was even something a volunteer could do.


I walked in looking like I took a break from a 5K and I’m sure they wondered, “Is this nerd wad lost or something?” But they were very kind and told me all about the ways someone can volunteer. They let me walk through and pet all the dogs penned up there, and it was so fun.

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Bailey, adopt here

Each of the dogs had such unique personalities, and then there was Bailey. A frisky 5-year-old with the energy of a puppy and yet the loyalty of a grateful rescue. I couldn’t help but keep petting the adorable brown dog I just met, and started daydreaming of what the future could be for her. They even let me play with her in a fenced in area. She’s a great dog so if you’re looking for one of those (a great dog), go adopt her, she will be your new best friend.

It was really great to meet the dogs and I hope to go back there very soon to be that random person walking a dog who may not have a home yet, but at least in those moments they can get out and sniff the grass and have a bit of freedom (unlike their neighbors to the south – yes, I’m referring to the detention facility again *snicker*).

-Out of the Wilderness

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Published by Ben Wilder

Since 2005, I've called Nashville home. I'm the leader of the pack, which includes an 11-year-old beagle and a 9-year-old blue heeler mix. My days include writing, video editing, dog boarding, and other fun activities. Thanks for checking out my blog, I hope you enjoy it!

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