Strollin'

Tap and I took a walk through the neighborhood this morning, and everything was going smoothly

until . . .

NOPE.

Tap will, without fail, stop and turn around toward home when he feels we've gone far enough on our walks.  Even if I'm game for going further, he is having none of it.  And as soon as the inflatable yard decorations hit his field of vision, he stopped and spun so quickly that the leash knocked my phone out of my hand.

Honestly, it was kind of funny.