My neighbor John has gone into town for a couple days. I've been looking after his dog Brig. (Short for Brigadier -- John was a Brig. General.)
Anyways, I've been taking Brig for a walk down Peter Johnson -- same route he does with John. He stays with John. I have him on a lead. We head down as far as Englund's house, about a half mile. I'd go to the end of Peter Johnson, but Brig gets to the end of the fence and insists that it's time to turn around. No amount of coaxing or encouragement will get him to go any further. That's "his walk" -- routine, and he likes it that way.
About a mile, 20 minutes. Gets Brig out to pee, some exercise.
Today is nice and sunny. I'm tempted to ride, but can't quite decide if roadie or MTB.
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