This is both a good thing and a bad thing. Yesterday, I went running for the first time with my dog. The problem is that it's the first time I've gone running in like six weeks, period.
At first, she was all over the place. She's perfectly trained when walking - stays right by my side without pulling on the leash. After about a (LONG) quarter mile, she levelled out and ran right alongside me. It was awesome. She's so smart!
It didn't take long, though, before my puppy was kicking my ass. She was huffing and puffing, but I couldn't breathe at all. At one point, in agony, I made her stop, but she was anxious to get on to the squirrel she saw at the end of the block.
In the end, here we were; my 4 month old puppy wondering why Daddy gave up:
So damned sad.
1 comment:
that is what i feel like after keeping up with the kids all day long! haha but good for you that you started running again :)
love the picture!!
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