The Other End of a Very Long Leash

The other end of a very long leash. I saw a family out the window holding a leash and watched as they kept on walking past, the leash seeming never to end, my view blocked by the RV next door. That leash just seemed to go on forever, getting longer and longer and I wondered, Geez! How big is that dog? Surely it must be huge!

Finally the dog came into view and it was this teeny weeny, itty bitty little 2-pound dog, bouncing all over the pavement with so much freedom on that long leash that he might as well have been running free.

He bounced to the left, and bounced to the right, and bounced up and down, and bounced round and round, tongue flopping with pure joy. And I laughed and laughed.

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