The two famous dogs next to me are Chauncey Woofka (we call him Paunnie) on my left, and Blu (we call him Bluey-Wuey) on the right. That’s my mom holding me on the leash, which I sincerely hate. Every time she puts me on the leash I make like I’m choking and gasping, so she will let me off. I know if I just stopped pulling I wouldn’t be so short-winded, but I don’t want her to think she is winning.
This is the end of our walk on the POST trail in Montara today.