...but I can't turn away, either.
Before his injury and subsequent grounding, this kind of jumping was "par for the course" for Charlie. Now, even though he seems healed, anxious mother that I am, I cringe every time I see him go up or down a terrace. And yesterday when I heard that he just sailed out into space from an almost 4-foot height to go bark at another dog... well, I freaked.
Maybe we'll just do supervised yard time for awhile... assuming I can bear to watch ;)
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