Adventures in Dogwalking: Cookie and Trooper

Now that my favorite dog Hendrix is gone from the Surrey location (he was transferred) I have no preference to which dog to walk as they are all new to me. This morning I scanned the kennels to see which dogs were available to walk and saw a handsome, yellow Lab Retriever named Trooper barking eagerly to go on his walk. When I said I would take him out, the coordinator said skeptically, "Are you sure? He's pretty big and strong...did you look at him?" As I am always super confident about my strength, I said I had and would give him a try.
Well, my confidence was quickly shattered about two seconds after I started walking him. Trooper was not only big and strong, he was REALLY, REALLY STRONG. Usually if the dogs pull on their leash at the beginning, I stop and stand there until they get the idea that we aren't going to move until they stop pulling. With Trooper, I didn't even get the chance to do that because I couldn't control him at all! He just kept pulling forward, and even as I tried to dig my heels into the ground and use my weight to counter him, he was strong enough to pull me forward, which meant I had to jog along or end up with my face in the dirt.
I managed to get a little control over Trooper as I utilized my arm muscles, and walked him over to a grassy part of the SPCA to try to get him to calm down. At this point, I would be proud to say I got him to walk about half a meter without pulling before he got bored and reverted back to his excitable behaviour. Then a few dogs walked by and he got all worked up and tried lunging towards them, so I quickly let him drag me onto the wooded trail to divert his attention.
On the trail, he became so excited by all the new things that his strength knew no boundaries. I couldn't even stop myself in one place to tie my shoe because I was afraid that he'd take off suddenly and I'd be pulled along for the ride, but on my face (it's happened to someone else there). Karen, the coordinator, was behind me on the trail, and she called out, "Are you ok?" I was getting very sweaty, my arm was tired, and it had only been fifteen minutes into our walk. "I think I need to change dogs!" was what I managed to gasp out as Trooper kept bounding all over the place.
We walked him over to one of the pens so we could safely trade dogs without any incidents taking place. The dog I ended up with was ten times tinier, a really cute Tzu Shih mix named Cookie. It's too bad the SPCA hasn't updated their page with either of these dogs' photos: they are so cute! Cookie has this little black and white fringe that covers her eyes a little, so when you look at her all you can see is her little pink tongue hanging out.
Needless to say, Cookie didn't give me any problems. She was as sweet as her name; when walking, if she found herself ahead of you she would stop and look back, waiting for me to catch up. It was so hot this morning, so I took her to shaded area and we sat together, me on a bench and her sprawled out on her belly. She was very nice and affectionate.
Since the heat was really coming down, we didn't have the dogs out too long; one of them, an overweight Pitt Bull, was having trouble breathing, and then vomited due to the heat. The hot weather even slowed Trooper down: I saw him plodding along with Karen later, still pulling, but to the point where it was still manageable.
P.S-Hendrix is still at the Langlely SPCA. Someone adopt him!!