First, Buddy gets really excited and runs far ahead. Then he stops and waits, looks back for you to catch up, but doesn't take off when you do. So you have to stop or run over the little bugger. He then runs just 3 inches in front of you, with his little behind bouncing back and forth- regularly slowing down to glance over his shoulder and smile at me, again causing me to slow down or run him over.
Buddy is not a trail dog. Not an outdoor dog. I had to put on his hooded sweater for this adventure but he was super excited to go. He cannot see that great and doesn't quite get the concept of following the path. So he often runs off into the woods, quickly losing his way. I have to yell for him and wait until he finds a way back to me because he is NOT an obstacle dog.
Hmmm. He won't go into a mud puddle. He won't run through a small creek. He is afraid to cross the little foot bridges. He is too small to jump the logs (but he will try to run around them). He got better as we did our 3 miles together, only got lost once where I had to stop and search for him during my run. But man was he happy running free, back legs a flying- slinging them sideways looking like a frog jumping. Cute as hell. Not a trail dog but a good boy all the same and he tries with all his little heart.
And of course, at the beginning and end he must pee on everything over and over, then kick at least 20 times collecting trail mud between his toes and flinging it at me. What a strong kick my boy has on him! And me? I have learned never to chew on hay...
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