What not to do with your dogs on leash.

Tie the leashes together and allow the dogs to walk themselves.

Or run themselves. Parallel running. With this long leash spread between them.

(You do see where this is going, right?)

Information you really need to know for the full effect:

The little neighborhood park is far more inhabited than usual, couple of kids. Parents and stroller. Gentleman with dog, not attached to another dog on leash. Go figure. Guy flying his glider.

The dogs take off. The Siberian husky is rather intimidating in size, the Cavalier spaniel less so. Still when the kid playing ball realizes that the leash is headed Straight His Way and looks at the Eldest Child in horror, the Eldest Child–now lunging as he runs after the dogs–only yells, “Jump!!!”

Which the kid does.

(Successfully, mind you. Because face plants? Ick.)

Before the unified leashes attack the stroller, the Eldest Child manages to fling himself on them and both dogs yank to a stop. (Good thing. Harley was most likely participating in self-defense running to avoid being dragged.)  He unties both dogs, gathers his sister who is in tears because she’s laughing so hard, and leaves.

Quickly.

Rumor has it that he won’t be returning to the park very soon. Because–

he’s embarrassed.

O.o

Be still my heart.