Walking The Dogs. . . Not

I decided to go on a walk tonite since I skipped my morning one. I thought I would head over to my sister Lora's house and see if her or my mom would want to go along, but they weren't home. My brother Devon was there and suggested I take Buffy (Lora's dog) and Oliver (my mom's dog) with me. So I thought "what the hay, why not". After about 10 minutes of me and my brother trying to figure out how to get their harnesses on with them spazzing out at the same time, I decided to just put their leashes on their collars. Well, I made it to the mailbox and realized why they wear harnesses, because they choke themselves without them. They are so hyper they take off and I have to pull them back to stop them so then they choke. So I guess they don't actually choke themselves I did it to them. . . with their help. Anyways, I didn't like the whole choking thing, so I just took the dogs back to my brother and finished my walk and went home.