Well, it was more like 6 yards.
Or yard frontages.
Which are about 20 metres wide each.
So it was probably about 140 metre dash.
The Little Black Dog hasn't had regular walks for a while.
He's obviously missing them.
It turns out that I can actually run for about 140 metres without killing myself.
What sort of achievement is that?
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More of an achievement than me, who would have unclipped the lead and yelled "Come back when you're tired! Don't bite anyone!" to the LBD's retreating back.
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Emily Sue - why didn't I think of that?
Perhaps if you'd let him run, he would have made it to our house, then he and Dash could have taken each other for walks, leaving you and I to our own semi-sedentary lives.
I think that's a great achievement! I struggle with land-based activity.
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