Well, that isn't entirely accurate, there was that one time.....I lasted about 100 feet and then flew (in very spectacular fashion, if I do say so myself) over the handlebars. I have a good number of excuses for that incident, I won't bore you all with them....suffice to say that was the end of my scootering.
Over the years, no one has really challenged me on that - and if they did I had several well honed excuses as to why I wasn't scootering with them.
A couple days back we dragged my lovely Pawtrekker scooter out of the garage so Kathryn could take Bean and Dasher out.
She had a great time. Everyone always does.
This morning after running, feeding and shoveling after the Tramplings that darn scooter was staring at me as I walked back to the house.
Next thing I knew I had harnesses on Jinx and Bingo and was on the scooter headed out of the yard.
There are no pictures - I likely wouldn't have gone out if anyone had been around to photograph it - but the girls will tell you there were no crashes or even near crashes. We had a blast!! And of course, after the first downhill I was whistling them up on all subsequent downhills!!
I wonder if Charge and Q are up for a run on the scooter tomorrow!!!