27/08/2026
Thursdays walk 2, minus Clyde. With Reggie in the mix I needed Carlos to get in the van as his local just isn't suitable for our staffie, so I added Dylan to this crew so Carlos still had someone he likes to travel with. He needed plenty of encouragement to get in, me explaining why and that we won't go far, and he got there. Good lad. It's actually a pretty perfect place for Reg, views as far as the eye can see means I can let him go as there's plenty of time to get him back if I spot someone. They mooched through the first field, Carlos leading the way, Reggie checking in, but not quite as often as I wanted, but he's never been here before so it was understandable. He needed two poos today before he could fully concentrate, the change is instant, once he's finished that poo he locks eyes with me, charging back to play catch. Good lad. The second field is more open, and Reggie and Carlos had a nice bounce once in there. The appearing sun, making it super muggy, and bouncing action had Carlos panting, but he still refused a drink, silly lad. After the bounce he slowed, watching the world more, which helped cool him down, and I stopped any more games to stop him heating up again. The regular pauses are perfect for Reggie, who roamed with Dylan, checking in often and returning for a reward. Sure he missed catching most, and didn't bother to find the sausage at first, too over stimulated with the newness to bother, but that's okay, he was still doing what was needed. We walked round the big mound today, where so many crews have had fun, but no one wanted to climb up with me, Reggie not even noticing I disappeared, which gave me a good opportunity to play find the human, calling him once, which was all that was needed for him to locate me with his superb nose. We paused for ages under the tree, Dylan chewing a stick while Reggie did a treat tree, Carlos happy watching the world. We were just leaving the area when I spotted a lady and two dogs on the path, Carlos spotting her and stopped too. Of course Dylan and Reggie copied us, and we stood there waiting, the lady going nowhere, so neither could we. Reggie got a bit fidgety, so we played find the sausage on the slope of the mound until the lady finally got going, heading away from us so at least we didn't have to wait for her to go by. We mooched towards the path, Carlos becoming more and more reluctant, guessing it was time to head back. I let him take his time, I'd turned back nice and early, just in case he struggled. Half way back he stopped and didn't get going again, so I popped his lead on, which tends to help him get moving, not with pressure, I think it more that I become more active in helping him move forward when I put it on. I praised him each time he chose to walk, offering the odd bit of sausage, which I was pleased to see he took, showing me he was coping enough to take the food. The praise and rewards helped and he moved more freely as we made our way back into the first field, stopping far less often in there. Brave lad. Reggie was roaming a little too far, and with a direct line of sight to anyone that entered the field I thought it best to grab his line about a third of the way down the field. He steadily slowed, hitting the end of the line less as we went, managing to stop without help once when Carlos did, a very good effort as he was in front, so needed to be listening to us and not just concentrating on the sniffs. Our giant got in the van fine when we got there, with less encouragement needed, he's smart enough to know if we travel there we need to travel back, and tomorrow he gets another local walk with his brother, if he wants it, as I'll still ask him if he'd like to get in the van, just in case he does