My mom used to have a really big backyard with a wide swath of plush, green grass that ran the length of the property. Whenever we'd bring Arthur to visit, he'd get out there and run back and forth like a mad dog, at full speed. It didn't matter if we were playing along or not - he did not care and needed no prompting. Mind you, in these pictures, he's not chasing anything.
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