…and boy, are my arms tired.
No joke. When I’m done with this dog — or he with me — I will surely have the scariest biceps this side of the governor’s office.
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LOL! I said the same thing about Rufus during guide dog training. The women always joked that our right arms were going to be a lot more buff then our left ones. Not that he needed *that* many corrections, but I still built up some great arm strength, and I lost some weight too with all the extra walking we did. Can’t imagine how Rufus’s raiser must have felt during his stubborn teenager phase.