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Chore #5.
I’ve tried many, many times to walk Bossie, but have always ran into hurdles. First, the handle of the leash would be too big for me to hold. Then, I couldn’t hold the handle for a long time because it was too heavy for my little hands. Then, I didn’t understand that I had walk in order for Bossie to follow me. Then, I didn’t realize that I had to walk straight rather than in circles.
This Sunday, I finally mastered the art of walking Bossie. See me in action:
I walked all the way down the Sandburg Street hill to Aunt Jo’s house and then walked all the way home. I even started to huff and puff walking uphill. It was quite a work-out.
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Note: Thanks to Aunt D for the cool hat from Uraguay!