I'm reading Short Leash today...which I'll review tomorrow...and trying not to get overwhelmed by all the "plans" I've made.
When Layla was a pup, I took her training very seriously.
I learned the hard way a couple of times what life is like with an untrained dog who is bigger than me.
I consider those precious animal failures mine, not the dogs.
Both of those animals went on to live happy healthy lives with other owners.
From day 1, Layla and I walked. She learned what a leash was, where to walk, basic voice commands, etc. In return, I gained a quiet friend who called my attention to the world around me.
When I started running, she, of course, ran with me.
But, I found myself sometimes getting frustrated with her because she would pull or step in front of me.
She was busy taking in the scenery while I was fighting for air :P
Since my husband's stent placement, he has walked her several times for his own health.
I've watched her develop a relationship with him that they've never had before...and I want that back.
As I move forward into 2014, Layla and I are going to walk again.
I'm still running...and she can still go with me...but our walks are going to be sacred again.
So we can both stop and smell the roses :)