Took Shio to Central Park for some off-leash running time this morning. Given the amount of pent up energy he's had in the last few days, I figured that he would run it all off at the park. Or so I thought. We arrived at the park and walked up to the Great Hill.
He looked to his right.
He looked to his left.
Back to the right for another looky-loo.
And stood around some more.
Then went to his favorite protest position when I tried to get him to walk around.
Driving in the fact that he refuses to budge by being dead weight.
It's true. Our Shiba is a diva. A royal diva pain the the... well, you know.