walking through the park, i was being led by pan, he was following a trail. he was single minded in his pursuit, and i've nothing better to do than follow. my arm hurts as he pulls me along, his nose following some hidden force, what strange information must lay within this hidden passage, pulling pan along with a sincere conviction that whatever lays at the end is worthwhile. we pass the homes of strangers, an apartment block, some people want to stop and stroke pan but he's a force to be reckoned with now, no time for distractions, i'm somewhat curious about where this will end. we are off road now, walking through the park, large trees stand looking down upon us, pan leaves a message at each trunk base, and then resumes his hunt. we walk along another street, not stopping for anything, if anything pan appears to be even more driven. eventually we come to a dog park, the one that backs onto pittwater. pan looks at me, yeah i guess i can take him off the lead now. as soon as this happens he's gone, bolting down towards the water, past the doberman and the labradors that chase the ball, past the tiny rat dogs that yap around a lady's feet. he's running straight to a lone hound, a rottweiler, a female.
mystery solved.