You enjoyed the hell out of the walk. It was, like, the most fun thing you could think of doing. All the new smells and sounds, you barked at a couple squirrels, and your tail was wagging a mile a minute. Life on two legs for you seemed so far away, but it wasn't even in your mind. You loved walkies! You loved being a good boy!
Meanwhile, James was really enjoying life on the other side of the leash. The control, the intellect... he really felt like he could stay like this forever.
"Say, Chief, why don't we see what Sandra thinks about all this?" James asked, as they came on your former girlfriend's block.
"WOOF WOOF!" you barked, in agreement, before panting once more.
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