Obviously not her full speed but Yes'ir, a backwards gallop we'll call it. She taught me that one, believe it or not.

She was a real young puppy, I was in the garage piping drainage for the water heater. Well, she'd come between the cars to me and want to play while I was working so I'd tell her 'back.. get back..' and she trotted backward.

Then, as though she turned it into a game; while I was working she's coming charging through the cars until I said back, and she'd gallop backwards all the way out the garage.

Since then I've only perfected it but I didn't teach her that one. She taught me.

While I got you, you'll appreciate this one. So, I'm a city boy, right, living rurally now, comfortable, but undoubtedly outta my element.

Couldn't find venison anywhere.

Asked the meat dude finally at the counter, "where might I find venison?"

He went on to tell me about his favorite hunting spot and then told me all about the 4-pointer his brother got. Twangy, hillbilly accent, I just listened. From what I gather, it's not a store item, apparently you gotta kill it yourself or know someone who did.