“Are you a runner?” I asked my dinner companion as she galloped ahead of me.
“No, but I am kind of a slow jogger — a ‘slogger,’” she replied.
I trotted slowly on the cobblestone sidewalk, trying not to break my “hoof” on the uneven surface. She slowed to a canter since I was making a whinny sound. Maybe I was whining. Usually, I can keep up with fast walkers. I also rarely eat enough calories and fa…