We love them so much and when we come within a fraction of a second of losing them, we almost have a heart attack! That happened to me this morning.
I took BOTH dogs to the Vet - together - for shots and check-ups. BAD IDEA! Had them at the front door and almost had the door closed when Jorja walked in - realized where she was and went ballistic. Pulled right out of her collar and took off running! SCARED ME TO DEATH! Fortunately she ran back towards the rear parking lot where I had parked and not out toward the busy street! I threw Harley in the office. slammed the door and took off after her and found her two cars away from mine. I just calmly walked to my car, opened the door and said "Come on - let's go see Mark" and THANK GOD she ran over and jumped right in.
(BIG FROWN!) I am so mad at her right now!
Even if she is our Princess dog.
This was taken back in the days when Harley didn't eat her bows.
Now? Not a chance of one staying in more than 15 seconds.
Well, all's well that end's well. And this definitely ended well. Whew!
Just because it's only 11:00 am here, isn't it five o'clock somewhere? Please?