Walking Macy is like walking a boulder. She moves very slowly, as one might expect when trying to pull a giant rock. And when she finds something to smell, even leaning my entire weight in the opposite direction to pull the leash doesn't work.

Walking Shadow is like walking a vacuum cleaner. He runs with his nose to the ground, sucking in all scent and smell. It's a wonder he can see where he's going.

Walking Hayley is like walking a prancing pony. She runs when you run. She jumps when you jump. And she chases me like a mad dog when I run around like a mad woman. And when she gets scared, she walks between my legs. Sometimes in a Figure 8, which trips me up.

But you can't beat having dogs like mine!
P/S: Sorry to those who are not familiar with my dogs.
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