That little stripey puppy grew up pretty fast, and pretty if I have to add an adjective.
But I'm the mom-lady, so I have to say that, even if he was built like a bulldog and had a face like a proboscis monkey.
At a year and a half he's looking better put together than any other dog I've had, everything flows together so seamlessly and is balancing out so nicely I'm actually getting used to it.
No. No I'm not. I'm used to tiny, compact racing looking dogs. But with all of this dog, I'm getting movement I'm really happy with.
He's got a 5mph jogging stride, no effort. I know this how? Because I've been conditioning him on the road. Yes, it's what you're seeing in your head right now....minivan, leash, dog jogging along with me half hanging out the drivers side window letting him pick his pace. As long as he doesn't try to kick it into a run, I let him set the speed. This seems lazy on my part. It is. But there is no way, I repeat NO WAY I'm going to be able to match him jogging for any length of time or distance. Right now he's doing 2 1/2 - 3 miles at an average of 5mph. He's not even breathing hard at a mile. I'd be flat on my back struggling to stay conscious at a mile. Bike him you say? Uhhhhh, let me respond with one word: squirrel.
No thanks. I'll keep all my skin intact, vs. scraped off on the pavement. The dog is a Squirrel Fanatic.
and usually out of the back of the minivan!