"Sir Dad, I don't like being on this string. I want to run free !"
Yes, Mr Darcy. That's exactly the problem. You running under a car. Squish !
"But Sir Dad. There's so many interesting things to sniff, and to pee on."
Oh yes, I'm sure. And they're all within five meters of me and this red handle !
"Come on, Daisy. Dad's no fun." *sniff sniff*
"Don't worry, Darcy. You'll get used to it." *sniff sniff*
"Let's check out this tree." *pee pee*
"Looks good to me." *pee pee*
"Dadddddd. Don't you trust me ?" *pull pull*
As if, Mr Darcy. Trust factor zero, mate.
Maybe in a month or two. Not before.
Si the DogBlogger.
