Actually we’ve been taking him for walks pretty regularly, both for exercise and for general exposure, we haven’t managed every day, but certainly most days. We make a habit of NOT walking by the psychotic german shepherds, cause not only does that mean I have to convince him to pass them, but also to pass by an elderly chihuahua who thinks he owns the street (damn pipsqueak comes barrelling out of nowhere yapping away, only to stop mid street, about two feet from Apollo’s nose to crouch and shiver, only to break out yapping again if Apollo tries to approach, which happens every time cause Apollo wants to be friends with EVERYONE). The prong collar solve the pulling problem. In-fact he’s walking pretty much loose leash with no problems and little distractions now. Very cool.
Day: June 10, 2011
Fail
My neighbor across the street, kitty-corner on my right (the ones with the psychotic german shepherds), were out mowing this evening. Pretty normal, except it was mom tonight instead of dad, again, not out of this world, except she had the youngest sitting on her lap, side-saddle fashion, with only mom’s arm holding her on. Youngest is TOPS 3yrs old, I’m betting barely two though I’ve not actually met the kid to be sure. Regardless, young enough to have small enough limbs to EASILY fit under the guard around the mower blades, and young enough to not have a CLUE how to fall and get out of the way if mom’s arm slips.