You own me like whispers in poetry

With her agreement, he carefully tied the blindfold around her eyes. Setting it snugly in place. It looked like it covered everything and her words were in agreement with that. 


He pressed himself lightly against her side so she had something to anchor to and guide her. Leading her more slowly now over the crest and into the lookout point properly. He led her around to a back area that he had carefully worked for this. 


He stopped her near a sturdy plank, the sort they used for shelving but thicker, stronger. “Feel in front of you, there's a plank you can walk onto.” He instructed her. It was wide enough to fit all four of her paws on “it stretches out over the mountain edge facing the forest and curves back. remember your balances, tighten your core and walk the plank blindfolded” he instructed her. Looking at the wood he had placed over a very tiny ditch. About a 2 foot drop at worst.