Chasing a Greyhound !

Yesterday's run alongside the bicycle was good for keeping my - Obee speaking -  heart strong and muscles toned; but it cannot be compared to chasing the Boyz (two neighbouring black Standard Poodles) and "Jake" (retired/rescued-racing Greyhound) around a soccer field!
... but those Guys keep running in circles?!?!? I'll just use my brain to cross the 'circle-they-keep-running-in' and cut them-off !  That Greyhound can move, yes, but "think"?!  I tried to "tell" him so, with a few sharp barks; but he told me "where-to-go", all-right!!
!  After feeling his ong teeth on my neck ... I soon stopped playing his Chase-game.  O.K., I'll check-in with Barbara and see if she wants to go home for a drink!
Hmmm?!?!?  Everytime we go to THAT Playground-in-the-Woods, Barb spends at least an hour primping & preeming

Barbara:

It's too difficult trying to think like a DOG er ... Puli !
It is more therapeutic to write first-person and  realise/re-assess the amoutn of tiem I spend with with Canines vs. people
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Thanks for your time - I'll try to do better editing!