As I was taking the dynamic duo out for a nauseatingly-cute romp in the park, I noticed my neighbors about to "walk" their dogs. In their arms. Like the whole time.
Part of me wanted to carry Celeste, because then I wouldn't have to deal with her tripping over leashes and launching herself into walls (it's a gift she has). But I would look way dumb, and I pride myself on looking at least a little with it (except when I'm tripping over the dog tripping over her leash, then I look like a dork).