Walking for Water – Molly’s dog blog
Well, she’s off to Tanzania now. No thought about who will take care of me, of course. I just get farmed out around the parish while she swans around visiting water projects in Africa and sees how the money we raise on our Coast-to-Coast walk will be put to good use. I could have had a really good time over there – I hear they have wild dogs and I just know we’d have got along fine. In fact I was a bit wild myself when I realised I wasn’t going.
Anyway, she’s asked me to tell you about her recent visit to our Church School at Battyeford, so here goes. The children have been thinking about ‘Water for Life,’ with all sorts of activities to bring home the importance of access to clean water. The teachers organised a water assault course, and naturally Maggie had to wade in. She also demonstrated water carrying, African style, but with a tiny cup of water instead of the four gallons I understand is normal over there.
The great bit, though, was that the kids were given a milk bottle to take home and then encouraged to bring it back full of loose change. Loose change! They came back with £1,124. If I was the sort of dog that wore socks, they would have been blown off! Well done teachers, kids and parents!
More when she gets back – after a good long walk, that is.
Please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Molly. I am a fine example of a Springer Spaniel. I live just behind the Church of Christ the King along with two humans, both now quite elderly in dog years.
One of them, the one they call Maggie, has courageously undertaken to walk across England later this year, and I am to act as main support. I think it’s because we have a bond. We both wear dog-collars. She’s a Canon, and I’m a Canine.
I’m looking forward to it, as there will be plenty of chances for me to let her off the lead. I’ve noticed, though, that when there are sheep about, she likes to be kept on it and under tight control. I’m not sure why, but sheep do sometimes look anxious as she passes, so I think it’s just as well.
The reasons for taking on this project are not clear to me. I’ve heard her barking on about ‘walking for water’ and I’m all in favour of that – it’s my favourite tipple. I lap it up.
It seems that she knows some people in Africa, wherever that is, who don’t have access to clean water, and she wants to help them. This, surely, is an ambition we can all tap into.
I can’t quite figure out how walking across England is much help, but she associates it with ‘sponsorship’ (sic). She still uses words that don’t make much sense, even after all the years we’ve been together. Fortunately,
I am a patient sort of dog, and know how to bite my lip.
Anyway, we started ‘training’ a few weeks ago. Back in the day, training meant learning that it’s considered unacceptable to get caught weeing on the carpet, and that I’m expected to bring back sticks she loses.
Now, though, it’s just like walkies, only better because we go further. We both get dog tired.
As well as being ‘Main Support’, she wants me to keep people in touch with how things are going, so expect an occasional bulletin as the weeks go by. I won’t get paid for it. Being what she calls ‘person’s best friend’, I just chip in what talents I have in support of whatever cause she takes up. More sound bites soon.