|Grandma and Rusty|
Life was simpler when we only had Frank, our lab mix who showed up in the backyard eight years ago and has been loved by us ever since. When we adopted St. Jimmi from Recycled Doggies in March, we suddenly found ourselves with two fairly large dogs who absolutely can not be walked together by one person. They're both strong and can pull a person off her feet. Believe me, it's happened. Now that The Professor is twelve, though, I figure it's about time he learn to control a dog and I put him in charge of Frank, the least unruly of the two.
|Foghorn, The Professor, and Frank|
The biggest problem The Professor has is that his mind is usually anywhere but on the task at hand. That means he's wandering along, holding the leash, and thinking about Pokemon. Or Doctor Who. Or getting back to Grandma's for some Rolos. Then a rabbit darts from the bushes and Frank makes a lunge and the boy is completely unprepared. I keep a careful eye on the two of them, as I don't want damage done to my son or my dog.
Today, all was smooth. Well, as smooth as an outing with The Inmates ever can be. Foghorn had emerged from the basement last night with her ancient Dora the Explorer princess carriage and horse. She then decided to ride it around the house. Understand, this girl is 4-1/2' tall, with legs that reach up to her armpits, and the carriage is meant for a 2" tall Dora. It's preposterous, to say the least. Nonetheless, she insisted on bringing it to the park and riding it along the trail. It worked fine until, despite my warnings, she attempted to ride it on the unpaved part of the trail and quickly flipped onto her behind. Carrying seemed the best option after that...
And I leave you with a dog walker's question: Why does the dog always decide to squat two minutes after you get on the trail, ensuring you have to go the rest of the mile carrying a smelly bag?
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* The Loveland Bike Trail.