Hubby and I walk our black lab puppy twice a day, about a mile and a half each time. We walk once at 8 a.m. and again in late afternoon. Puppies have so much energy, walking is one way to lessen the chases of the mutt using our house for a race track. After I was forced to put Shadow down, I really didn't want another dog. But my husband did. And it has a blessing in the sense that, Mister is now walking. I couldn't get him to walk before we got this dog. But our newest family member is so big and powerful, hubby feels obligated to man the leash. It's great. At least it's got him walking.

Chatty,
If I was anywhere near Vegas, I'd walk with you. But I'm not. So I can't.

Ciao for now,
b. rose