I don't dare walk my overenthusiastic goldendoodle. He weighs 105 pounds and with my lucky run circles around me and I wouldn't be able to get him disentangled with my bad hands. But he's a heckuva guard dog and a protector until you look in his little Muppet face. The local newspaper is doing a series on me and the photographer that was doing the video made sure he got Cormac barking like crazy. He doesn't want anyone to think that I'm alone here unprotected.