In the cellar, where I am, a leash is compulsory! Not an leash attached to the collar. No, that would be too boring. I take the testicles on the leash and go for a walk with them, you mutts. As you know, a leash is a guide and so I lead you, on the ball leash, through the spacious and cold rooms. Even hellhounds need to go for a walk, but only as much as I allow them. I have you by the balls. I rule over you!