On Monday, the boss decided to take me for my first proper run, and the boss decided to invite Preston, Basil and my brother, Pilot, to come with us. The boss had pre-warned me that running is a serious business but I didn’t believe him until he came downstairs in shorts and trainers (although how he thinks anyone would take him seriously in that get up is beyond me!)
After what seemed like an age we finally set off. I was very excited to find out what this running malarkey was all about so I immediately raced ahead with brother Pilot. The boss took it slower than the rest of us (well he has only got 2 legs) and we didn’t mind as that meant we could stop and smell all the interesting sniffs while we waited for him to catch up. I also found some amazing sticks, which I destroyed, although the boss didn’t appreciate me sharing my victories with him (but he did only trip over a few of the sticks I left in his path!)
After being warned in a very stern manner over the twig incidents, I decided that I would be safer sticking with the other doggies, and so we played amongst ourselves out of the bosses’ way.
I was having so much fun racing across fields but then I came across this big black and white thing, the boss said it was a cow (the first one I’ve met!) and stopped running so we could be properly introduced. I wasn’t too sure at first so I stayed slightly out of sight, but I finally overcame my initial nerves enough to touch noses, it was a very nice cow but I am extremely pleased it was on the other side of the fence to me!
They was SO big!!
3.5 miles later and I was still raring to go, but the boss was looking slightly worse for wear so we all called it a day and headed home for a drink and a lie down!