Yesterday we finally managed to get a friend for our joint running adventures. The last few weeks the weather has been truly awful (my hip didn't contribute to my well-being either), so I could go running only once a week and my will to run fell in accordance to the decrease of the frequency. So when Sambek saw me getting dressed into my running gear his smile went not only from ear to ear but all around his head and he couldn't believe that we're really going running, and in a threesome way! Maybe he was a bit bewildered because once for a change the running adventure we were setting on wasn't of the vampire kind; you have to know that we usually go running late in the evening when it's (almost) dark outside and yesterday we went out in broad daylight. Having said that, there were many more people running and walking than we're used to. I even had a leash with me, just in case, but I used it only once, on the encounter with two girls with three dogs. We were approaching each other and when they saw us one of the girls started reaching out hastily to grab one of the dogs. I threw Sambo a lasso around his neck and passed by when one of the other two dogs placed himself in the middle of the path, his tail wagging. At that moment I remembered having met this group a few times before, so I let Sambo go and the scenario went like usually – he wagged his tail, the bitchy little bitch snapped at him a bit and we went our separate ways.
For a change we also met some dogs that were on leash even before we met. My best dog in the whole world dedicated a raised tail and a 3 metre bypass to a Bullmastiff; to the rest of the dogs, that had a less perilous look, he didn't dedicate neither a glance nor a single raised hair, he simply sailed by them with an unchanged tempo as if they didn't exist. It's nice to have a good dog :).
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