This is the year he'll finally grasp the concept of WHOA, NO, SLOW DOWN and COME. I've been told I'm delusional.
Whoa is definitely something he turns a deaf ear to.
That's OK, I'm good at bailing off the bike. I'd like to know why a pointer is convinced he's a Lab-- can't keep him out of the lake, lily ponds, shower...
Every day is a gift. I'm so grateful to be alive, quite remarkable considering my escort.
