It's simple. Just take them for a romp in a hay field! I walked the dogs across the north field in search of colorful maple leaves. I found no leaves to use, but the dogs had the time of their lives. You can see little Jack in this photo, just rounding the bend at full speed:
And then Clover took off running - so fast that no one else could keep up:
Of course, everyone had to stop and sniff for wildlife:
But then they again took off running:
It's not a big field, so we were soon at the opposite fence line. I walked along the fence, watching for colorful leaves:
The dogs walked with me, sniffing for wild beasts:
The walk didn't last long, and soon it was time to return to the house and barn:
Which of course meant more running at full speed:
The little dogs ran, but Seamus and I, lame old codgers that we are, just plodded along:
Jack disappeared momentarily, but he too came running when I called for him:
It was a joyous procession back across the field. It did my heart good to see the dogs so happy:
And soon we were home. The dogs got to run to their hearts content and smell the exciting smells of whatever it is dogs smell:
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