Monday, April 30, 2007


Running with my friend's dog was much like mushing without the sled. She wanted to go a leetle faster than I ran. Her four legs beat my two, but my left arm kept her in check.

We worked on sitting at busy corners. If she had it her way, she would simply cross a four lane road without even thinking twice. Thank heavens for leashes.

1 comment:

hlh said...

running with a pooch can be fun -- or so i've heard. :)

actually, i run so slow that lola enjoys going with me. running with anna... now, that's a different story. she (lola) comes home and collapses -- while anna complains about how pokey she was for the last couple miles.