After not seeing Buster all week the changes were noticeable. Able to hold his bladder until he got on the grass. And after a short round of sniffing he took off running like an Olympic sprinter. I made fun of him as I easily kept up until I got winded and he wanted to keep going. Then he made fun of me. 😆 We were making great time until thunder erupted like warfare all around us. We weren’t scared, not us, but we hurried home anyway. Got back to the deck just for a downpour cracked the sky open. Now I know what Buster practices all that running for! 🙂
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