In the mornng I had to entice Harry to keep going over quite a short walk. He just wanted to be back home fast asleep.
In the afternoon everything had changed. He might dawdle for a short while, sniffing a patch of particular interest, but then the next he put in a sprint of joyful speed - running is such a joy to a dog.
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I neber did do much runnin cos of my eart old pal....but I do plenty now that i do be over the Bridge and I like it....
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