Living with a rambunctious puppy that is restricted from play is like living with a toddler with claws and teeth. Imagine trying to stop that toddler from getting into things. From playing. From running. He doesn’t understand. He just knows I’m stopping him from using his boundless amounts of energy. Therefore in those moments I am the enemy.
Come Saturday my little man is getting a major walk in and some serious play time! C’mon Saturday!