My parents have this Shih Tzu that is eleven years old, and as spoiled as one dog can be. (We won’t discuss my fur babies here)
Yesterday my dad allowed Lady Bandit to pull the extendable leash all the way out breaking the thing. This is the second leash that has broken in this manner. Mom and I went back out yesterday and tried to find a new leash. Having no luck we headed back home planning on going back out today. When she called me this morning she asked if I were going out. I told her yes, we could go out once it warmed up a bit. I then got busy, distracted and forgot.
She called me again around eleven asking if I were still going. Because she really needed to go and go then. Dad was driving her to distraction. I told her give me a minute and we’d go.I needed the minute to get my boots on, get Molly in this room, Bella in my bedroom and my keys. Once I had everything I quickly went to the car and pulled the protective sheets off. In moments I was down at mom’s and she was in the Jeep. She had escaped and I was an accomplice in her getaway.
When we pulled into the parking lot of the pet supply store I immediately spotted two jeeps that had ducks on the dash. I then realized I had forgotten my ducks to duck jeeps with. Huh? There is a game where you place a small rubber duck on a jeep that you think cool- which should be any jeep. I ordered some recently and made small tags for the ones I plan on sharing. But I had forgotten the ones I had ready.
So I simply took a photo instead and shared that they had been spotted. Mom and I go into the store and she finds not only the leash she wanted, but the type collar as well. She wanted a leather collar with a buckle not a snap connector. It wasn’t cheap, but I’m hoping she got what she paid for. While standing in line to pay a gentleman walked up behind me and had a beautiful brindle dog with him.
Once we were out, rather than head straight back home we decided to head over to the big box store and wander about, just to give mom and few more minutes away. Moments after we walked into the store at almost the exact same time, mom and I saw this large, yellow, stuffed duck.
It was only ten dollars- funny how mom just gave me ten dollars the other day for taking her somewhere. So since I had already picked the duck from the shelf it wasn’t going back. We walked around for a while before I recalled that I needed pepper. The store only had one container like I wanted. But then, I only needed one. When we went to pay, I told mom to go ahead and sit in a chair that was over next to the wall because I didn’t know how long it would take to get the stuff paid for. Thankfully one of the employees called me over to her register. Paid and headed home, mom felt better.Dropping mom off at her house I pulled back up to mine. I left the big ducky in my jeep and came on inside. I figure it no one else is going to duck my Star because she’s not a Wrangler or Cherokee, I’ll just duck myself. I came in and made up a bunch more tags and got a fair amount of ducks ready for the next Jeep event.
Its funny in a way, charming in a way, and way more than fun, this little bit of silliness that is shared by so many. Just to say- I see you.