Would you like to take a walk with Ozzie and I, through the neighborhood? Come on, it's a great day, let's go.
This is Ozzie in his new lead. Ozzie is a bad walker. He likes to pull and tug and choke himself half to death when he is on a normal collar style leash. This little invention is called Gentle Lead, and makes it possible for me to actually walk Ozzie, instead of being pulled, knocked down and dragged down the sidewalk behind him. I am loving it. Ozzie? Not so much, but he is getting used to it. The principle is that the leash is attached to the dog's muzzle, so if he dashes ahead of you (who are holding the other end of the leash), his head gets pulled backwards in an uncomfortable manner. Hence, the dog tends not to pull ahead, but rather walk along side you. Amazingly, this works like a charm.
So, off we go, down my street for a lovely early Spring walk.
This is the home stretch, a lovely boulevard with a creek running along side it. You should hear the frogs croaking in that creek! That weird patch of brown grass? The landscapers are trying to eradicate some sort of invasive grass, and have put weed killer on patches of it.
Oh, don't hate me. I know this is like rubbing salt in a wound for all you poor snow bound people. Just one more thing....