My only prior experience with dog walking involved either watching a friend take a small dog out to poop or walking a larger dog that would drag its walker to their doom. Â Mike has dogs, Mike doesn’t mind walking, so why not walk Mike’s dog with Mike?
His first dog seemed to find being walked somewhat novel. Â The dog would go 10-15 feet at a reasonable pace and then stop for a second, drink in the sights and then move on again. Â This averaged out to a little over 2 MPH which is… slow. Â The dog did not enjoy walking along side roads being transited by actual cars so Mike and I returned to his place and replaced dog #1 with dog #2. Â Dog telepathy kicked in and dog #2 simply sat defiantly in the yard. Â Gandhi must have screwed up secretly in his last go around on the karmic wheel because he has been reincarnated in dog form as an exemplar of non-violent resistance.