My walks consist of running full speed and then stopping to smell the delightful aroma of nature.
P.A. always keeps his eyes open for golf balls, and I'm right beside him making sure that whatever he picks up isn't food to eat.
Running, stopping, sniffing. Over and over and over. Running, stopping, sniffing. But the best thing happens at the end of the walk when we stop in the back yard and my dad takes off my leash.
FREEDOM! I run as fast as I can in circles before making a dart for the back door. Sometimes I get side-tracked and head for the rabbit under the deck, but I'm usually pretty focused on getting inside the house.
After expending all of that energy, I need a treat to revive me.