It was fine. My legs were feeling it by the end, and after 5 houses I was a little winded, but I was ready to go again after walking for 3. And again, it felt good. I don't get it. I've never enjoyed exercise that wasn't long distance walking in my life. Maybe because I'm doing it at my own pace, instead of a pace someone else set? Setting? Penny? Instant reward? No idea, but I'm going to run with it (pun completely intended)
Another plus--Penny was tuckered out by the end, but not before. After doing our usual post-jog routine of water and frozen blueberries, I went to my study to write this (and then study), and she came up stairs and fell asleep.
She likes to sleep on blanket piles when I have some to spare.
She has a sixth sense for when her human is taking pictures of her. She'll wake up enough to give me a look, and then goes straight back to sleep.
One ear just a little more alert for camera noises.
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