Mahalo Moment: Corgis!

Short little legs, close

to the ground,  like Miss Muffin,

but in canine form.

When I run around Downtown and Midtown Sac, I often don't have a specific route but instead take a course that aligns with the traffic lights or avoids too much pedestrian traffic. My morning run today took me towards McKinley Park, and at one particular decision-point, I noticed a woman with two dogs farther up the block. I initially thought I should turn to avoid needing to squeeze by on the narrow sidewalk, but then I realized that the furry critters were corgis. My favorite! So instead, I continued along my way and was able to greet the adorable canines as they accompanied their human on a morning walkabout.

Corgis were one of the first dog breeds that I could recognize and call by name. When I was younger, I attended St. Margaret's overnight camp in Duxbury a few summers in a row. One of the neighbors had corgis that they raised as show dogs, and they invited the campers over for a demonstration. I immediately fell in love with the plump, low-to-the-ground, sweet-faced little canines.

Later, when I met my wonderful Muffin cat in Portland, I realized that corgis are the canine version of Muffin, particularly when she was in her "Rubenesque" stage of curviness. Mr. E may love his German Shepherds with their Frito-smelling paws, but I'll stick with the corgis!