There is nothing more releasing than a good laugh at our selves.
This story is about one of my Boxers:
I usually bicycle my dogs to build up muscles and condition. Before starting cycling, I ALWAS take my dog to the forest for a walk to warm up and do the business. Also this fateful day, all the routine work was done before Theo and I started our exercise. He was a REAL runner, LOVED it, and was best for a speed about 9 miles/hour. But this day he seemed a little unconcentrated. We were cycling uphill…. The next I remember, was Theo licking me in the face, and someone saying: “Did you hurt yourself”?… and I was looking into a strange man’s eyes. “Noooooooooooo”, I said. The man told me, suddenly Theo had sat down, to do his business…(diarrhoea) and I was thrown up in the air and turned a backward somersault, but the landing was nothing to boast of.
Moral: Never bicycle a dog with stomachache.
Please Workingdogz: No smarts remarks concerning bicycling.
