Head Halters
Zoey
Dog
While
out on my daily walk this morning, I was enjoying myself
a great deal. It’s spring time, and
the flowers are beginning to emerge. I love to eat the new
blades of grass. The ones in the morning
are the best too. The smells are freshest
early in the day, and a lot of my doggie friends are out
walking at this time too. I can smell their
little footprints all over the place, and I’m always
excited when my owner and I catch up to them.
Most of the time, I see Maggie the little terrier, who loves
to look for squirrels and yip in joy when she sees
them. I also
see Bo, the old, squatty dog who waddles his way around the
neighborhood.
My favorite dog is kind of like me. I’m a lab, and
Jordan
is a
Golden. We’re
about the same age, so we have a lot in common with each
other.
Normally, Jordan and I and my owners cross paths and walk
together for a while, so we get to see each other most every
day. 
Today, my owner and I ran across Jordan and her owner about
a block from my house. I spied her a distance
away, and she looked different than normal. There was something on her
head, but I wasn’t sure what. I looked up at my owner,
and she looked down at me and smiled. “We’re almost to them,
Zoey,” she said.
As we got within a closer distance to them, I barked out
to Jordan
. She turned and looked at
me, and now I could tell that she had something that ran
across her nose. What on earth was that?
The leash wasn’t attached to her collar like it usually
was. Instead,
the leash was coming from under her mouth and was attached
to this piece on her nose. This wasn’t like any
collar I had seen before.
“Is Jordan
wearing
a muzzle?“ asked my owner.
“No, this is a special kind of collar called a head halter,“
said Jordan
’s
owner. “It
works kind of like a bridle on a horse, so I can
control Jordan
’s
head.”
They continued on a bit as we walked along. I will say that
Jordan
was
walking better
than normal.
She was staying right with her owner now. Jordan
sometimes did have a
tendency to pull him along down the street. Usually, Jordan and I
walked side by side while we were together, but I had
definitely seen her get excited and pull him
too.
As I tried to figure this head halter thing out, and I
looked at Jordan
’s face,
I could hear them talk about how much more control it gave
him and how it helped him to walk Jordan
. Plus,
Jordan
was
being walked even more now than ever before because his
wife and older kids could even walk her; whereas, before
the head halter, only he could walk Jordan
.
I nuzzled towards Jordan
and
whispered in her ear and asked how she liked this new weird
piece of equipment. “I wasn’t sure at first,”
she said, but “now everyone walks me, and I get to go
several times a day.”
I
think Jordan
liked
best that more members of the family now spent time
walking her.
She seemed to like it okay, and it didn’t look too bad to
me either after I learned more about it. Anything that got you
more walks couldn’t be half bad, after all.

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