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Waffle

Waffle's first ten minutes on any walk look like a very slow barrel finding its feet. His last ten minutes look like a different dog entirely. Somewhere in between, something clicks, and the same dog who was reluctant to leave the porch is now leading the way.

Finding Waffle early on a walk and finding him at the end are different experiences, and people who have met him twice in one week say so. The reluctant version and the leading-the-way version are the same dog about forty minutes apart.

He favours the flatter parks. Whether that is a preference or just where the gates happen to be is the sort of thing nobody can prove, and his owners are not inclined to argue about it.