We’ve had a spurt of great, spring-like weather lately. Or maybe it’s just spring. I don’t know. I live in the Midwest. It snowed on Saturday. It was 68 degrees and sunny today.
So, one day last week after work, I asked Ryan and the dogs if they wanted to go for a long walk to enjoy the sun. Ryan was a little unsure. He said he had been couch-bound for so long, he was too out of shape for a long walk.
Lola was also unsure. She’s definitely out of shape.
But, Franco and I talked them into it.
So, we went for a long walk anyhow. About 15 minutes into the walk, Ryan said that he and Lola were EXHAUSTED. I (politely) told them to suck it up.
At about 30 minutes, Lola began to slow down. Then, she started fake squatting. That’s right friends, Lola was pretending to go potty. Just to get a rest.
Then, after 45 minutes. She did this.
She relaxed under a shade tree and refused.to.move.
And, do you know what my sweet husband did? He picked up Lola and carried her home. All the way home. Firefighter-style.
Unfortunately, this was the time that my camera battery died. (Darn it.) I didn’t get a picture of Ryan carrying the dog on our walk.
My husband may just be a softy… do you think?
What I do know… it’s time for us to do some training. Because a 45-minute walk shouldn’t take Lola down for the count. Or Ryan for that matter.
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