Faulkner had a thorough romp with the scooter last night. TBTG I had a portable water-bowl on board because the old boy got totally panted out! I thought for a minute he'd have to ride the scooter back to the car-- no cell on board to call Hardi-- but altho he got on it, he declined to ride, LOL. He strolled happily back all 3.5 miles, asked for a few more runs, climbed up into the car with no issue, had no car jitters as he usually does, slept hard all night-- and is his usual playful seff this AM (tho starving!).

Funny how he and Sadie handle scooter-runs so differently. She's happy just to slog along. He wants to choose whether he's on grass or asphalt, and not all grass will suit, BTW! She's more like ponying a horse; he's more like driving one. She comes along; he partners. She pulls bad on a leash and he does not; but with the scooter he wants to pull it and she wants to be beside me.

~Susan