We start out for walks okay... both of us walking a good pace, then all of a sudden Cole will put on the stops! eeeerrrkk! Plants his four legs and immovable bulk of poodle willfulness.
If I'm not paying attention I get yanked backward.
When I turn around to see what happened he flips and walks back the way we came...
|The " GO"|
Cole says: Maybe we have a difference of opinion in defining: Walk... now what does that mean to you, my fellow dogs? Of course it means, track critters, check pee mail, leave no smell un-sniffed, no message un-peed on.
And if you come across a random squirrel, chase it.
In other words, enjoy the process people!
Stop and smell the tree trunk, even if you miss it and smell it from a distance, TURN AROUND for barking out loud!
I'm the first one to admit I'm getting older. My sniffer might not be as fine-tuned as it once was and maybe a smell yells to me after I passed it...
But I'm still here, y'all! I still got it! It's never too late to go back and cover my bases!
As to the yanking allegation.... Momma needs to open her nose and realize some smells can't be ignored.