BarbRad wrote an article about the cat getting out and delaying an important departure to get to a wedding.
It reminded me of this anecdote.
I was dashing around getting ready to leave for work. The dog dissappeared;' he was no where to be found! I don't know if my husband let him out or what happened.
I looked for him; I screamed and yelled my fool head off. I finally gave up and left on the 30 minute drive with 20 minutes to get there.
Down the road I saw the dog in the neighbour's horse pasture, chasing the horses! Barking his food head off! I've always been told that a farmer is entitled to shoot a dog harrassing his animals.
I stopped the car and ran to the fence and screamed at him until the stupid dog (yes that morning I was thinking stupid dog!) came to me.
A simple matter now to get him in the car and take him home! No, his back was covered in manure, covered! He must have found a fresh huge pile to roll around in.
I did shudder and put him in the car. At that point I had to phone work and say I would get there as soon a possible. I cleaned him up somewhat and left him in the garage for the day.
I have to admit, it's memories like that that make me not miss having a pet.
The dog in the picture is from pixabay; it reminded me of my dog.
Image Credit » Pixabay