Yesterday, mom and dad bought new leashes for us. We already had a million leashes so we don't know why they needed any more. Mom called the new leashes "padded" and "adjustable". She said she was dying to try them out. Really Mom, "dying"? You need to go for a walk with us that bad? Well, we didn't want to kill off our mom so we decided to take her for a walk this afternoon. But, dad was playing in a golf tournament so that meant she needed to try out the new leash AND the coupler they bought awhile back (and hadn't tried) so that the three of us could manage without dad.
|As brothers, we're pretty close anyway.|
|The coupler worked great. The leashes also have a ring for dog tags & poop bags.|