full moon dingo walking

full moon dingo walking , is not something many should partake of. I took django for a 4k walk tonight , very difficult with one so strong now hyped up by full moon , returning home 7.30 I decided , well no,pindan decided he was walking, the moon had not risen, so it was very dark and cold and somewhat scary , I grabbed a torch and off we go, he is attempting to open the gate,and he is running on high adrenalin , he forgets I`m on the end of his lead ,the torch is throwing shadows , on the left of him is this huge shadow much like a large wolf , pindan ducks , not sure of this stranger , I turn the torch and now his shadow is in front and he keeps trying to grab the tail of this shadow dingo.
the moon is now facing us this great orange ball has made it like daylight , but its still scary.
pindan is incited and excited and his nocturnal hunting instincts are running high , more so for him , his mum being a wild born dingo so he hasnt been so manipulated and his nocturnal genes are working well , he is trying to catch little flying things and jumps high to catch , he sees little eyes in the grass and he has got to catch this, he thumps the ground , and digs furiously ,obviously expecting what ever is hidden will come running out , I hurry him along , its late and what are we doing walking the streets . He jumps he turns he is like an elastic band , Still forgetting I am not as agile as he and still I am attached to his lead .
curb side clean up is now his interest and he tries to carry as much as he can in his mouth , ive told him and others , Im not going to carry your stuff home,
we hit the highway , we have gone from brisk walk to fast walk , he has to stop and turn over every thing of interest , killing honky nuts is fun , sticking his nose in ants nests is not so fun , but the moon is bright and he can see every thing , cars are flying past at such a speed we think we may be blown off the road or worse, sucked under wheels , what the hell is the speed limit ?
now we figure we might do a slow trot , all good if you are in your 30s / 40s not so much fun when you are a good few years above that , but Pindan thinks this is a game, now he is on the run , me .. im scared, its dark in some areas , and cars are screaming past, some slow and that worries me , well come on its not that safe out there . .ive now gone from a slow jog to a trot , we covered 5 ks in a reasonably short time , happy to see the drive way , and hoping Pindan is now worn out , he has a second wind and starts racing round the house , he slids on his rump down the hall ,he is still learning to respect Bonnie , he constantly drops her down , tonight she yelled at him , he got such a shock he jumped back and bonked his head on the cupboard . not funny but lesson learned ,, for now .