Thursday, May 03, 2007


Revelation #1: If I take Nicky for a 7.5 km walk (that's 4.7 miles) he won't immediately ask for another one.

Revelation #2: It's not just my body that Nicky's rough with:
Broken Leash
This leash used to be retractable. H: It looks like I owe you a new leash. I'm going to open this one up to see if it's repairable, but I'm guessing not, with plastic parts.

Uh oh... I hear a dog barking... I don't *think* it's Nicky... ah, it's stopped! :)


Anonymous said...

Nah, you don't owe me a leash! What would I do with a leash? I'm just glad somebody got some use out of that one.


noricum said...

Well, if you get another dog, I owe you a leash. Thank you so much for letting me use your old leashes!

Kare said...

Nicky must love you.
And hey, we carry the same leash.

Kelly said...

Ha! That same leash only lasted 5 minutes till my dog Chloe ate her way off of it. I sure hope the company takes it back.

noricum said...

Well, given it survived a german shepherd before it met Nicky, I think it's done it's job.