I'm pulling on the lead, just pulling on the lead. What a wonderful feeling I'm going to the park again.
I borrowed a DVD from the library that's about training dogs. Hopefully we'll be able to pick up a few tips on that. He's a horror for pulling on the lead.
We managed to fit the dog park in for just under an hour in my busy schedule. I looked at the time and went well I have an hour. He'll be happy. He was.
Oh, I was chewing on my wrap for dinner. Yogi sits on the left side of me looking up at me with those beseeching brown eyes of his. I look at him and tell him he's got no chance. So what does he do? Walks to the *other* side of me and looks up at me.
Dis is my car. The one that took me
to the park and not you. Nyah Nyah.