Momma decided to stop and let me stretch my legs on the way home at Wayside Park (Virginia). As you can see, she had her hands full trying to take this picture. We're still mastering the art of walking on a leash. I don't know who's worse at it -- me or Momma. She gets the leash all tangled around her legs, then tries to blame it on me! Now wait a minute . . . Who's in control here?!?