04/12/2025
๐ฒ๐คฃ LEASH THE HOUNDS โ WOODYโS DOUBLE-REFUSAL WOODS ADVENTURE ๐คฃ๐ฒ
Featuring: stubbornness at Olympic levels.
Todayโs walk with Woody began withโฆ resistance.
Not mild resistance.
Not casual hesitation.
FULL โIโm not doing thatโ mode.
When I arrived to pick him up, I gave him every opportunity to go to the toilet before we headed out.
Did he cooperate?
Absolutely not.
He stared into the middle distance like he was too important for such mortal activities.
Toilet? No thanks.
He had better things to not do.
Off we went to the woods.
Once there, he immediately activated his favourite hobby:
Refusing to walk
โฆbut this time with scenic background trees.
Every few steps he stopped like he was protesting something only he could see.
A leaf?
The air?
The concept of movement?
Who knows.
Then came the squirrels.
SO many squirrels.
Woody wasnโt scared, excited, or bothered.
Just deeply, spiritually judgmental.
He watched them like a tiny park ranger whoโd given up on enforcing rules.
Of course, because itโs me and Woody, the weather had to join in.
Rain.
Real rain.
Not drizzle โ rain that makes you reconsider your life choices.
Woody did not approve.
He froze in place, soaking wet, glaring at me like I personally organised the sky to sabotage his afternoon.
We tried walking again.
Woody said no.
We tried again.
Still no.
At one point he gave me The Stare โ the one that says,
โCarry me or suffer.โ
Eventually, through a mixture of negotiating, bribery, and gentle pleading, we made it back toward the car at the speed of a slow-moving shopping trolley.
Woody got in, shook off ALL the water onto me, and sat down with a sigh like heโd survived something heroic.
Another fantastically silly episode of Woody vs. Absolutely Everything at Leash the Hounds. ๐ถ๐ง๏ธ๐พ