For quite some time I’ve been hearing Them mutter about “walking him off-lead”. This sounded good, but was almost always followed up with “but not here” or “but not today” or “too many children/dogs/people/rivers/barbed wire/poo to eat”. Which I think is a touch harsh, but what can you do?
Anyway, last week, it finally happened. I found out what “off-lead” means. Basically it means that instead of my nice blue lead that I am prone to chew on from time to time, they walk me with a really light, fine, invisible lead that stretches for ever. I like the off-lead; the off-lead is fun. Although I don’t entirely get how it works.
Oh, and I still have to keep running back to them for treats, which is a bit rubbish. You’d think the treats could just go where I do, but oh no, the treats stay with Them at the other end of the off-lead.
Anyway, a few snaps below of my Great Adventure (click for slightly larger versions).
Me. In a field.
Wombling free
No lead makes it a pain going to the treat dispenser
Back on the lead
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