This morning's walk was uneventful until I fell flat onto my knees on the median strip of a busy road. I had Nyxie in tow and she was doing beautifully. I saw a man walking towards us on the sidewalk so I decided to hop over to the median strip to avoid direct confrontation and work on her calm reaction to strangers. No sooner had I made it onto the grassy median strip, but I lost my footing in the uneven grass and landed on all fours. I don't know why the grass in Texas is like this, but it's not the first time I've face-planted here. From above, you see a lovely expanse of grass that has been evenly mowed and groomed. Below the surface, however, lie crags and holes large enough to lose a Honda in. There's nothing more graceful than walking along what appears to be even footing and suddenly collapse.
Nyxie was unfazed. She's seen me do it before. I was dreading that the man might run over to help me and get barked at by Nyxie and all out training would be set back. I had no need to worry. The man walked past, never even looking my way. He couldn't have missed my fall, I was in his line of sight and there were no cars zooming past us at the time. Alas, chivalry is dying.
After regaining my composure and walking on, I felt a sharp pain in my left, lower back. It was a shooting pain - harsh enough to slow me down and think about stopping altogether. This was a dangerous idea, though. What if after I rested it, I couldn't get back up to walk home? I had to get home as fast as possible. Without much instruction, Nyxie stayed at my side. She slowed her pace to match mine and seemed somehow to know that something was wrong.
How do dogs know this? Aside from a few pathetic whines, she could not have understood that I was hurt. Whatever it was, she changed her pace to match mine and seemed to shield me bodily from the cars zooming past us and later from another walker on the opposite side of the street. Twice she pulled me into the grass to sniff something fascinating, but with less enthusiasm, cautious.
We made it home after what seemed like an eternity of steps. I stretched my back out and I'm feeling better, but Nyxie still keeps checking in on me. Attentive, watchful. It's what she does best.
