Louise usually holds all the leashes while I pick up stuff. But Charles just keeps marching forward.
I thread Charles’ leash on Sofie’s and Sofie’s leash on Louise; Lulu being the heaviest and the most responsible of the three.
Well, that didn’t work today.
Don’t worry, they didn’t get far. They get confused when they don’t feel the weight on the other end of the lead. I really don’t know where they would end up, but I am too afraid to find out. I would hope that it would be home, but who knows.