I needed that!

Zeek taking Rob for a run

Well we finally made it back over to Earl Rowe with the dogs. Me, Bumpy, Jen, Kev, Zeek, and Fred plodded along for about 3 miles. The dogs, were, of course, in their glory.

Fred and his people

Our dogs are equally insane – just in different ways. Fred whines about everything. He protests when he can’t go and see another dog. He protests when he can go and see another dog. He protests when he has to sit down, get back up, and think about either. He also likes to charge out of the blue. You be minding your own business, and Fred will feel the sudden urge to attempt to knock you to the ground. I’ve been lucky enough that he’s never succeeded knocking me to the ground, which is likely a good thing, because I don’t want to think about what would be next. And he likes to bounce. Especially around Kevin. If I didn’t know better, I’d swear he was looking for a piggy-back ride. Crazy dog. Great dog, but crazy.

Zeek? Well Zeek is just Zeek. He cannot be walked properly. We’ve tried. We’ve begged. We’ve pleaded. We’ve put him on short ropes, long ropes, just-right-in-the-middle ropes. We’ve tried treats, punishment, praise, … you name it. Walking Zeek is like walking a Tazmanian Devil with ADHD on speed. And he has either a fear of other people, or thinks that they may delicious – I’m not sure, and I don’t want to find out, because I don’t have a chitload of liability insurance. I’m fairly confident that if anyone ever broke into the house, not only would I not lose anything, but I wouldn’t even have to file a police report, because Zeek would have eaten the intruder – including the bones.

But the walk was great. We haven’t been out since mid spring, and I think we all enjoyed the brief time in the fall air, even if it was a somewhat dreary day. I sure know the dogs enjoyed it.

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