We got a puppy. I’m pretty sure I mentioned this previously.
I didn’t think I’d like it, but she’s pretty awesome. Plus, her extreme puppy-ness forces me to be physically active with her, so that she wears off some of her energy.
This has worked out pretty well, so far. Usually she’s very gung-ho but lately it’s become a personal challenge of mine to wear her out.
Which I did on Saturday, when I ran a “virtual” 5k. Her front paws were tore up by the time we were done. Which I would feel bad about, except she was okay within 24 hours and I felt I’d gotten some payback for weeks of training her not to drag me.
Now we have an understanding.
We might also have some doggie booties, too. I can’t decide how sorry for her to feel.
(PS: A virtual 5k is where everybody runs wherever they are and then post times and pictures online. I like ’em. Less pressure than a regular race; good for getting back into the swing of things. Also good for lots of walking…)