Finnigan loves to go for runs with his dad. He trotts along like a good boy, checking with me occasionally to make sure he's doing it right. When we stop and walk, he always gets a few pieces of kibble to tell him that he's a good boy.
Finnigan can't see very well and the other day while out for our run. We encountered a parked car at the side of the road. Dad just ran around it but I guss poor Finnigan couldn't see it and ran right into it bumping his head.
His dad felt really bad and gave Finnigan lots of pats and cuddles, and of course, some kibble.
That seemed to make Finnigan very happy and he continued his run.
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