In my last post I
mentioned how exciting it would be and how I was so very much looking
forward to the walks. Let me tell you something. This get fit campaign isn't
all it's cracked up to be.
Let me talk you
through what happens. We all get ready to go. I get so excited I always
have to run outside to have a twinkle. Dad is always first to be ready and Mum,
well let's just not say too much.
Once we are ready to
go dad opens the gate and I am off.
Well ...... my feet
are moving but I am not. The collar is tight around my neck as I try to rush
forward. Mum and dad haven't moved yet.
Dad tugs on my lead
and tells me to sit. I do as I am told. Sigh!
The collar loosens and
I sit there in anticipation. of being out in the fresh air, sniffing the
ground, peeing at will and generally doing doggie things. Ya Think?
OH NO!
There are rules for
going walking. No one ever told me that! Yes there are rules!
No getting excited and
rushing out the gate. You have to be calm and follow dad or mum at a pace they
choose.
Dad normally takes me
first, as his pace is more to my liking. He will tug at my lead if I get
too far ahead of myself. Mum follows behind. I have learnt that if I stay next
to mum and dad they don't tug on my lead and we are constantly on the move. I
have also learnt that if I am patient I get to do the doggie things once we
arrive at the oval. You see dad runs around it and mum takes me off to have fun
until we catch up with dad.
Dad hasn't done any
running for a long time so as I am sniffing my way around I am always looking
up to see where he is and mum is always looking to make sure he is OK.
Today dad ran the
whole circumference of the field. That is six soccer pitches and he ran about
half that again.
After about half an
hour we head back home and that is where dad takes over and walks me home.
By the time we get
home I am exhausted.
So bed time for me my
little darlings.
Till next time eat healthier and keep exercising.
Coco La Belle xx
Written by Steve Boddey on behalf of Coco La Belle.
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