Alright Chubby Mommy Running - Walking Club, here's our next local assignment: Pilot Butte, parking lot, 6:30 a.m. Monday, July 7th. That's tomorrow morning, people!
I'm trying to decide if I should bring my funny little dog, Pierre. If I leave him home, he whines, which doesn't bother me, but irritates all the people at my house who are trying to sleep past 6:00 a.m.
If I bring him, he weaves around and trips people, runs like the dickens at the beginning, then gets tired out in and sits down suddenly in a shade spot after a mile. And then I have to pick him up and carry him the rest of the way. Ridiculous.
Maybe it's time I rig up a short leash on a belt around my waist and teach him to walk on the left, like a well trained dog with manners. And I can watch re-runs of dog training shows to learn how to make him mind me with little tongue clicks and sweet phrases like "Walkies! Walkies!"
I wonder what would happen if Barbara Woodhouse married the Dog Whisperer.