We actually had a really nice day, weather wise. I went out disc golfing, and after the session thought “my little do would really enjoy coming out here”. So, I text the wife, tell her I’m on the way home, and that we should pack the ankle biter up and bring him to the park.
He smelled all the smells, peed all the pee, and pooped where poop would do the most good. We walked him until he turned around on his own. He was clearly tired, and his little heart problems don’t help with his stamina.
We got home at 6PM, and aside from dinner at 9PM, he slept all the way until 7:30 AM the next day. We wore him out. Now the weather is back to crap for the foreseeable future. I’m looking forward to more time exercising his little legs.