Marsh loves running through autumn leaves. There’s one small hill on our walk he likes to run down, especially because of the leaves. Today, he unfortunately slipped and slid down (head first) most of that hill. As I’m running after him in panic, he gets right up and continues on our walk as if nothing happened.
No matter how many times my dog trips, face plants, or falls, he always gets back up. I need to learn this lesson from him.