What is this "run" you speak of? Does not compute. My legs don't understand what you mean.
My peeps took me out to the baseball field on the weekend. It was totally fenced in, and not a soul in sight. I heard a click and the leash was off. Next thing I knew... my legs were acting all funny-like. My back legs kicked up and my front legs kinda did too. It moved me forward.
I tried it again.
Hmmm... I think this is, how you say, "running"?! I'm a total beginner at this, so my "running" was more of an awkward bum scootch - my front legs couldn't seem to catch up to my back legs. I ran front-ways, then I ran side-ways. It was a sight to behold.
I'd never been let off leash before. I could get used to this.