Last night, my plan was to come home, drop off Hunter, and head to the gym for a hard core Spin Class workout. Dressed and ready to go, keys in my hand, I look back and see this.
Now, I should know better than to ever pose what was intended to be an internal monologue audibly in the form of a question to my dog. Hunter, you want to go for a walk?
Oops! I mean, later, go for a walk later. If you have ever tried to rationalize with your dog, you know that it rarely if ever works. I tried all kinds of bargaining, promised a longer walk and treats if I could only go to Spin first. But this is what I got.
So, we went on a walk and I skipped the gym.
But instead of me walking Hunter, he walked me.
We did a long power walk for 45 minutes with a few distractions that slowed us down from time to time.
But it felt good to spend a bit of time with my boy...I totally made his night.