Thanks Google Images!
Well, don't go thinking that Riley, Zoe and Bear have a very short memory. As we passed the kicked squirrel on the return of the first lap, Zoe, retrieved (hence, Golden Retriever) the still frozen, kicked into the woods squirrel. Again, she dropped it.
On the second lap, Riley Dog had to get into the squirrel action. He nearly touched it with his nose, mouth open, when I screamed, "I kiss your face....DON'T TOUCH THAT SQUIRREL!" Begrudgingly he obeyed.
More walking! At the end of the second lap, the puppies just looked longingly, but were too tired to touch! Where's a turkey buzzard when you need one?