I walked Walter and Jojo the other day. I took them down to this big field, took off their leashes. "Go run in the field! Run!" I shouted.
Jojo takes off into the field, happy to be alive. Thrilled to be a dog, in a field.
Walter takes off running down the sidewalk adjacent to the field. Yep. He's what you might call "indoorsy." He pretty much only touches grass to actually go #1 or #2 in it. We're MFEO*.
*I DO NOT go #1 or #2 or anything in any fields. What I mean is, I don't get close to nature unless it's an absolute necessity. You knew what I meant.
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