It rained hard last night but when we got up the sun was playing peekaboo in the sky and it felt warmer than it had in weeks. Kevin promised to take Runkie out for a long stroll and I wanted to go for a spin on my bike so we all headed down to the galloping goose together.
Runkie was scared of the bike so I made sure to "walk" it around him and stay at a safe distance but when I pedalled away he started barking and when I looked back he was straining on his leash to catch up with me. I was pretty sure once he got over the novelty of seeing me on a bike he wouldn't care anymore. But when we got down to Selkirk I was doubling back and forth to say hi to them and Runkie was going nuts, he wanted to come with me and run, run like the wind!
Kevin, nervous nellie that he is, didn't want to let Runkie off his leash to chase me. He was worried something would happen (when pressed he was unable to provide a specific threat to Runkie's safety but continued to assure me that letting him off-leash around a bike was practically inviting disaster) so I waited until we were on a wooden bridge that was straight up and down so I could see anyone coming and anyone coming from behind could easily see me. Kevin finally relented and let Runkie off his leash. (This was after he'd told me that he was worried Runkie's heart could explode because he might run too fast. Sadly, Kevin was only half jokingly.) As soon as I took off Runkie was off like a shot, too. I could hear him huffing and puffing behind me and he was working those little legs like crazy, but he was loving it!
So my worries that he'll never want to go for bike rides is completely disappearing and now I have all kinds of fantasies about the Runkster and I cruising along and letting him out to run on quiet stretches.
Runkie was scared of the bike so I made sure to "walk" it around him and stay at a safe distance but when I pedalled away he started barking and when I looked back he was straining on his leash to catch up with me. I was pretty sure once he got over the novelty of seeing me on a bike he wouldn't care anymore. But when we got down to Selkirk I was doubling back and forth to say hi to them and Runkie was going nuts, he wanted to come with me and run, run like the wind!
Kevin, nervous nellie that he is, didn't want to let Runkie off his leash to chase me. He was worried something would happen (when pressed he was unable to provide a specific threat to Runkie's safety but continued to assure me that letting him off-leash around a bike was practically inviting disaster) so I waited until we were on a wooden bridge that was straight up and down so I could see anyone coming and anyone coming from behind could easily see me. Kevin finally relented and let Runkie off his leash. (This was after he'd told me that he was worried Runkie's heart could explode because he might run too fast. Sadly, Kevin was only half jokingly.) As soon as I took off Runkie was off like a shot, too. I could hear him huffing and puffing behind me and he was working those little legs like crazy, but he was loving it!
So my worries that he'll never want to go for bike rides is completely disappearing and now I have all kinds of fantasies about the Runkster and I cruising along and letting him out to run on quiet stretches.
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