30 Dirty Rock

Okay, okay... I know you are probably saying "leave already"... but just one more for the road.

I was clearing out my camera's memory card and I ran across these  pictures of Rocky from a couple of weeks ago.  It's funny we can leave the dogs for hours and they're fine... 20 minutes to a grocery store and I come back to a dog that's a disaster!

He was/is much dirtier than he looks... so that is probably why I never got around to posting these pictures... and he doesn't look nearly as adorable as usual either!

Anyhow, Toby and Rocky are at the pet resort... thank goodness!!  They almost didn't make it!   Before I got out of the car, I made sure that their leashes were still on.  Toby was fine, but Rocky squirmed out of his.  I pop the trunk... in seconds, both dogs slip out the leashes (the loop kind... foreshadowing: yes, I have learned my lesson)... and start running in opposite directions across the parking lot. 

I didn't know quite what to do... I figure Rocky's in most danger... but he quickly comes across some folks and stops to say hello, only seconds later to say hello to more folks inside an Ace Hardware store... at this point, Toby is nowhere to be seen!   I concentrate on the dog I can see Rocky, who is now running around the store... eventually get him leashed... by the time I get back outside, folks have thankfully coerced Toby to head back in our general direction.  I get them both leashed somehow (again random strangers volunteering to hold a dog or leash)... profusely thank, thank, thank everyone... who all probably think Cesar Millan seriously needs to come over to our house... and given what they just witnessed, they are probably correct..  yikes!

So that's my little adventure... needless to say there was no time for tears or sad goodbyes before they got taken to the back... 

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[Scott-O-Rama]

I'm calling Cesar even as I type this to report you.