Cooper pokes at me when he needs to take a break. If he really has to pee, needs a drink or has just had enough riding for a while, he poke - poke - pokes me in the back and presses his wiggly body into me. It's a good indicator. I'm glad we have this communication.
|In this shadow Cooper is actually letting me know he wants to stop|
This was one of those days that he really needed to pee, so we pulled off the road where Cooper had plenty of places to pee. There was nothing for miles, just open prairie. His nose lead him from hay, to sage, to weeds to stones... he could have spent a week there smelling all the different smells that so far he hadn't gotten to smell because so far we hadn't stopped on a prairie.
The growth of all the different vegetation was thick and Cooper wanted to investigate all of it. We walked around for 10 minutes or so and then we had to get going again. Cooper wasn't really ready yet, but he was ready for a drink. He got back on the bike and got his fill of water and we were off again.