Climate Crazy

Approaching the end of our second year with Pappy, it's somewhat reassuring to now know that his bouts of insanity are seasonal. During the summer, Pappy is really a very good and relaxed leash walker. The minute we have a cold snap, it's like being dragged by a bumper car-- he's all over the place stopping and starting, hauling me hither and yon. Thankfully this only lasts the first few minutes. But during that time, if I give him the least provocation to break into a run, look for the guy bumping along behind the dog.

I remember last year when all of this was going on, I was convinced that all of his training efforts were breaking down during the first cold snap. Now I know I just need to play fetch with him for a couple of minutes to get him warmed up and calmed down. If he's chilly, maybe he needs a big old snowsuit.