This morning Robert found one of Harley’s leads… and took her out to the yard for a walk… without shoes, or my permission. He was so proud of himself.
This was the face when he realized I wasn’t thrilled.
After a little talk about not going outside without asking first (I heard the door alarm so I knew he had gone out) we found his boots and the walk continued.
Harley deserves extra treats for the degradation of being paraded around her own back yard. He really, really loves her. Every child needs a dog.