San Antonio's Famous Riverwalk

I'm so pleased that Jeannie finally brought me to the San Antonio Riverwalk.  Ben and Jeannie have been talking a lot about their move to Chicago, Illinois in August 2011.  They worry about how I'll react to downtown life in a very busy city, so they plan to take me on some downtown San Antonio walks before the move to get me used to the hustle and bustle of city life.  

It's very easy to live in San Antonio and never encounter any tall buildings, crowded sidewalks or noisy traffic.  In fact, I've been doing a pretty good job of avoiding downtown San Antonio my entire life.  Today we finally ventured to the San Antonio Riverwalk where lots of SA residents go jogging.  I have been known to tackle joggers like a powerful Linebacker! Jeannie has to grip my leash very tightly to keep me from springing up to give a friendly, yet terrifying hello to neighborhood joggers.  Like I've said before, she has A LOT to learn about handling doggies.  Up until now, she's been a bit too worried to encounter joggers on the Riverwalk.  There's a good chance that I might knock them right into the water if I'm not careful.  She got lucky -- there were no joggers around this afternoon when we went down those wonderful stairs and onto the San Antonio Riverwalk between St. Mary's and E. Martin St.

Here's a map of the route we took:

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Once we got to E. Martin, we retraced our steps all the way back to the downtown dog park at the intersection of Camden and Dallas.  I actually started our afternoon outing here at the dog park, but Jeannie thought I was behaving too crazy to stay.  In fact, the last few times I went to Camp Bow Wow, the counselors have said the same thing.  They say that I play so aggressively (mouthy, not growly) and rough that they're nervous I might start a dog fight.  Here's a terrible secret I've been keeping from my blog friends -- on Friday when Ben's daddy was here, I actually got kicked out of Camp Bow Wow for this!  Jeannie was so shocked that she kept asking the staff member who called her "We're taking about Mayli, right? The big black dog -- Mayli? The impossibly sweet black dog?"  It was definitely me they were talking about.  And until this afternoon, Jeannie had been one of those owners who was in denial about my naughty habits. She hates running into these owners at the dog park, by the way, and feels like a huge hypocrite.

She asked me to stop twice and even put my leash on me once after a particularly chomp-tastic doggy came into the park.  After the second time she had to chase me around wildly yelling my name, we left.  Wham bam.  Jeannie had had it!  Since she'd bought about an hour on the parking meter, we ventured into downtown San Antonio.  A lot of my bad habits have been on Jeannie's mind today.  I can't wait for April to roll around and for training classes to begin  -- she could really use some help!

Here's a video of me walking nicely along the Riverwalk.  Jeannie was trying this technique of stopping dead in her tracks every time I put tension on the leash and waiting until I gave slack before proceeding.  What do you guys think? Is it working?