Mama has a few days off from that "work" thing she goes to on a regular basis - happiness for me because now rather than the paltry 2 1-hour walks per day I am in a position to demand at least 3. Really, could you resist this face?
Yeah, we have been saddling up for 3 full walkies per day. It's really warm and sunny here, which tires us both, but that's no excuse for not walking. I am also not a big fan of just sitting outside, so even if I'm draggin' my butt along, I want to walk.
And jump (when there are either sticks or cookies involved).
And I always like to keep sharp on my stickwork.
Especially as the larger sticks are getting harder to find here in the city (so many people are amazed at the fact that I find giant sticks here "in the big city" but hey, there are parks and trees everywhere!).
This is a nice size. Long and light, well-balanced, few to no bumpy protrusions, and of course, portability.
Looks impressive, eh? Piece of cake.
This is the face I bust out when mama starts to head for home. Again - it makes no difference if I am already tired and/or hot. As much as I enjoy sitting in front of my fan while chillin' at home (yes, I have my very own floor fan set up perfectly in front of my bed) going outside is the best.
Yeah, resistance is futile. You humans can't help it. My levels of cuteness are just too strong. Don't fight it, GO WITH IT
Just follow me mama, I know the long way home.
Aiming straight ahead, eyes focused on taking the longest route home (as well as brain focused on passing as many doggie stores as possible within the current route), and of course chompers focused on keeping the stick at a level which can give me the widest swath of sidewalk.
See lazy mama? You could be taking the train if you were walking alone. But there's no reason for that, I am here to help keep you in shape. I think that deserves a (dog) cookie, don't you?