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:
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! :)
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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.
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Well, if you get another dog, I owe you a leash. Thank you so much for letting me use your old leashes!
Nicky must love you.
And hey, we carry the same leash.
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.
Well, given it survived a german shepherd before it met Nicky, I think it's done it's job.
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