I took Mac on my run today. Here’s what I learned:
* he may be old, mostly deaf and excessively crotchety, but he’s in amazing shape.
* it is on me to accurately assess the squirrel/chipmunk situation at the trail and arrive mentally prepared. Fail on my part.
* dogs (my dog, specifically) do not have etiquette with regard to who/when it is OK to trip (no one, ever).
* running makes him poop even if I just took him out and oh my god again are you kidding me?