Harry had a huge adventure today – his first free run. It took us an absolute age to get him the 50 yards or so down the lane to the open field, there were just too many interesting things to smell on the way. Every blade of grass had to be investigated, every stinging nettle sniffed and every rock and pebble had to be checked out. Then there it was, a wide open space for him to run about in.
Harry’s a cautious little chap, and it took him a while to realise that he was allowed to stray more than 6 inches away from us. When he did, he only wandered a short distance before he came hurtling back, bouncing like a spring lamb, with those ears flying, eager to get back to the humans and a place of safety.
If only it was always going to be this easy.
