I have some sad news to share with you. Our dog Gina passed away recently after the election. My partner Jill had gotten her in Halifax from a rescue shelter at around the age of one. Gina may have been abused in that short time frame because she was always scared of laundry.
I was fortunate enough to be with Gina for about 7 years here in Winnipeg. Gina had the energy of a pup and the strength of 3 dogs so she needed daily walks. While I was angry she never wanted a day off from walking, I cherished our time together in the ward. She was my coach and traing partner for the 10k runs in the Manitoba marathons. We trained in all sorts of weather the coldest days and the heat but we shortened our distances and carried water. Our training trail is Wellington Crescent. I have been walking and running that walking path since the 90s. I get a kick out of seeing folks in their fancy gear and we just focus on the joy of running.
Gina suffered under a number of health issues. One was kurshing skin disease. There was no permanent health issues but her skin would always be like that, thats why we always covered her with a shirt or jacket. She was always the bell of the ball, she would always get at least one complement on our walks. We shared that in common, everyone underestimates our ages but not generally at the same time.
Growing up in Amaranth we had 3 dogs. My favourite was Pumpkin, she reminded me a lot of Gina. Organizing the Ironman curling at the Forks, Gina and I would walk the river trail all times of the day before and after the bonspiel. Folks brought up green space time and time again in the campaign. When you walk the river and the ward as I did with Gina, you see there is a huge amount. In addition we drive to Gladstone for family events. It doesn’t take you very long to drive any where and be in the country side. I enjoyed walking Gina in the fields and gravel roads around the family farm.
Walking and campaigning is a lonely job at times, I was very grateful to have Gina with me to campaign in the ward. Living in Osborne Village put us geographically in the centre of the ward, Gina and I walked just about everywhere except Wildwood. Her health towards the end that would just be to much for her, let alone me.