Mom and Dad have a cruel sense of humor. Afraid I'll run away now that the weather's improving, they strapped a harness around my body connected to a post so I won't do much exploring beyond the confines of the shop's back porch. It's humiliating and in front of Willie, too, who just gets a big kick out of my embarassment. They have this misguided fantasy that I'm going to allow myself to be guided along on a nice walk outside some future day. More like they'll be taking me for a nice drag.