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WALKING

The blank slate thing is working with Booker on the walks too.

It suddenly occurred to us that he has no idea what the "usual routes" are. Nor does he care.

We let Franklin take the lead and he would choose from the almost infinite variety of routes that we had taken in his lifetime.

One trip was enough to lay the track down. Some we were sorry for.

We didn't relish the repeat walks through the mobile home park or the rather torturous wandering down the paths of some condo complexes some of which involved trespassing.

So we don't have to do that again!

We did do the Sunday walk today and took the traditional route without the condo complex shortcut.

He is a great walker. He has the long lead thing down pat. Obviously he has done this before.

He is especially attuned to bunnies and squirrels. More so really than Franklin.

But he still has some testosterone working its way out of his body and that might change a bit.

He is very responsive to commands. When asked, he drops the chase.

He is wonderful to watch as he relaxes into his being. He started out as a bit of a trudger and now lopes along with the Airedale trot as well as some prancing in between.

John Jacob Astor walking along the street with his second wife Madeleine and his Airedale dog Kitty. Madeleine was 19. She is on the left. Kitty is in the middle. He and Kitty went down in the Titanic. Madeleine, pregnant, survived.

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