You've got to love having a dog. No matter how many times we walk Mason, he is always SO excited to go on another walk. The minute he sees me get my tennis shoes, he knows that we're going for a walk since this is the only time I wear sneakers. We usually end up putting him outside so that we can get our socks and shoes on in peace. Then when we walk out and Dave grabs the leash from it's hook, Mason goes crazy. Finally, he sits in front of Dave just waiting to have the collar put on him. Put, he just can't sit still; he hops up several times before calming down enough for us to put the collar on him. Once he feels the cool metal of his prong collar, he is perfectly behaved.
Lately, we've been taking our walks and enjoying the Christmas lights in our neighborhood. There's a huge inflatable Santa across the street that still gets a cautious stare from Mason as we walk past each evening. What a funny dog!
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