02/09/2026
I admit it 😩 I hold my hands up 🤦♀️ I screwed up today 🙈
I just wanted to give all the dogs a fun time 🙅♀️
It was all going so well, so calm and relaxed, until I produced...
THE TENNIS BALL AND BALL THROWER!!! 😱
Harry and Poppy were out of their little brains with excitement. I mean, I've seen calmer speed freaks raving on a Saturday night, and I grew up in the 70's/80's.
Kipling is at an age where he can contain himself, and Autumn pretty much stayed on the outskirts as ball chasing is for the idiots. Drifting leaves are much more her cup of tea.
However, launching the pups into the heights of dopamine ecstasy is the easy bit. Bringing them back down to earth is something else completely. And unfortunately, once Poppy was dropped at home and the ball and thrower were returned to the knapsack, poor Harry didn't know what to do with all that still surging adrenaline, and in his head, the only other option was the pretty little blonde w***h who was busy innocently pouncing on fluttering leaves. Now admittedly, Harry hasn't been walking with us for long, and his little fuzzy boy baubles have never had any impact on his behaviour. So I truly believe he was just one highly over stimulated little man who managed to slightly scare poor Autumn until I firmly clipped his lead on him.
Anyway, I've certainly learned a lesson today, and if necessary, Harry can be placed on separate walks in the future, but we'll possibly give them another outing together (with hopefully less adrenaline on the menu)
