It has been a while and I suspect his exuberance at being allowed out of his gate explained his turbo charged start to the walk. Imagine a 5ft something female flying down the road, (the emphasis is on flying) pleading with him "Dougall, Dougall slow down" - I may have to call him Tornado or Turbo or something else more apt.
He did - eeeeeventually slow down and it allowed us, phew, to stop and admire a fair few leaves on the path and the most amazing bromeliad flower.
This looks like a Brazilian Cherry tree which is so pretty with its lantern like fruit.
It is rare that we head out and don't find something to arrest both of us in our tracks - of course arresting him a little more often would be so useful - perhaps chopped hot dogs might be a good incentive!
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