Autumn asked me to do her a favor over the winter break, and dogsit for one of her clients. You may recall this, since I posted some pictures of that ridiculous humongous goofball. She also asked me, in the middle of dogsitting him, to run out and walk an adorable little bitty goofball. And once I saw a picture, how could I refuse?
Boots is a little over 4, and is a mini Australian shepherd with a great deal of fluff. He is also a blast to walk. He completely tired me out, but it was well worth it. And it sounds like I might get to walk him again tomorrow. Yay!
Took him down to the Embarcadero near the Exploratorium…
…as you can see!
(Not shown: me standing behind the wall holding the other end of the leash and being VERY careful to keep him within easy grab, just in case he decided to leap off.)
This is a rest stop for dogs, halfway up Telegraph Hill. I was panting by this time, but Boots wasn’t. Kind of a funny reversal.
Top of Telegraph Hill. I made it up all those steps, but I was regretting not bringing my heart rate monitor. Kathump kathump kathump.
