This guy who puts me on a rope and tells me to go “with me” (who else would I go with?) likes to go over to his forest place and watch the trees. Watching trees is ok, but I’d rather sniff them and leave a dog tweet for the next guy to come along. So he tells me “it’s spring — let’s go walking”. I don’t need an excuse to walk, and I love to spring. But it’s not easy to spring when I’m hooked onto this rope thing he calls “leash”. Why do people have to make up complicated sounds for things? Here’s a picture of me in the forest looking for the next tree. I have plans for a few naps today and maybe a good chew on those twigs I’ve got my eye on.