Are you ready Mom? (wink, wink)
He always has this silly, sly grin that looks back at me and says, "You wanted to go for a walk, we are going for a walk. Chance style." He keeps me reeling between the giggles and trying to keep up, until I've got to turn him around so he can take it down a notch and I can catch my breath. I have no idea how our "walks" turned into pulling game, but I love the freedom of letting him take the wheel.
With his smooth gait in constant motion, we continually negotiate on the pace. In tune and in love we stay in sync with each other as we seem to glide over the snow covered road. The dusk sky softly glows overhead as the snowflakes swirl around us. Chance throws me a smile that says, "You know you love it." I nod back. I love everything about our walks with my special Scooby Doo.