(All dog names have been changed, in this case to other fictional dog's names.)
I'm sitting for a dog who's head and waist are bigger than mine and am convinced he is juicing at night. I've been considering wrist and shin braces when walking him. That or reins. My bed is shoved up against two almost floor length windows, and he has taken to darting through the entrance doors at full speed then waiting at my door where I remove his leash and stand back. He runs full speed to my bed and one of these times I fully expect him to shoot through the window swim across the Atlantic.
Of course though he's a big snugglebug and scared of things, like small spaces. Me too, bud. Maybe if I chewed through my airplane seat, I'd feel better about flying. He's a dog though and I have a love all dogs policy, no matter what. Working on translating that to humans, stay tuned.