While taking Betty on her evening sniff, I saw a few other people out with their dogs. One couple managed to stroll around two whole blocks during the time it took Betty and me to move 100 feet. I wonder what it is like taking a dog on a walk.
I guess the basset hound paradox comes into play here (apologies to Zeno of Elea). Before a basset hound can move 1 unit forward, it must sniff and move 1/2 unit forward. But before it can move 1/2 unit forward, it must sniff and move 1/4 unit forward. But before it can move 1/4 unit forward, it must sniff and move 1/8 unit forward. But…oh, forget it, there is plenty to sniff right here on this spot and it can be done sitting down. Stop pulling on the fucking leash and let me sniff in peace.