Luke and I decided to take Hank out for his first walk.
Hank was doing pretty good at first, as in just past one house! Then he decided he would just sit. So, Luke would run off (riding a stick of course) calling for Hank. And then Hank would run.
Have you ever tried to take a picture of a running puppy while holding leash? Not as easy as one might think.
Hank would stop after passing one house and Luke would come back.
Luke, being a good "big brother", would squat down and love on Hank and encourage him during the walk.
We did not go far, just down the street and back.
Hank was happy when we got home.
Hank liked playing with Luke in the yard better than the walk.
No surprise there.