Post by Midge on Jun 27, 2007 19:10:52 GMT -5
Hector's been with us for three days now and one of the first things we've noticed about him is that he's not too fond of car travel. Who can blame him? Car manners haven't been on the top of his priority list lately. So, in an effort to get him used to the car we go for a ride once or twice a day. Yep, Hector's a smart dog, he's learning fast that Tim Horton's drive through = treat = women leaning out a window oohing and ahhhhing "oh he's SO CUUUUUUTTTTE!" I think he's starting to enjoy car trips. And I admit it, any excuse for a Timmies run. I'm an addict.
Anyway, before any car excursion I take the dogs out onto the front lawn for a quick pee. Because, like kids, you just KNOW somebody's going to HAVE to "go" just after you turn onto the really busy road where you can't pull over.... So there I stand with Hector on a leash, waiting for him to find the perfect spot.
We're spotted by the lady who rents out the house next door and over she comes with her new tenant in tow. She's great, she likes to introduce all her new tenants . Anyway, Buddy (new neighbour whose name has completely skipped out of my brain due to the following "events"), wearing a lovely pair of tailored pants and a dry-clean-only shirt, is very nice, shakes my hand and comments on how handsome Hector is.
So, we're standing there, exchanging small talk while Hector leans against my legs. I guess he also decided that he'd found the "perfect" (or probably just couldn't wait for privacy, LOL) spot and lets loose....... right on my foot.
So there I stand with a dilemma, did they notice and do I have a hope in Hades of just sort of walking away? They noticed but are too polite to mention it, so I should just act casual? Or do I blurt out, "Hey, thank God for Crocs because my dog just peed on my foot. Excuse me, I have to go wash off."
Ok, I admit it, the whole thing struck me completely funny and I blurted out number three. All that was running through my head was that I should email the Croc people to see if they could use this one for a commercial sometime, LOL!
Oh hey, does this mean I've been Christened as an official "Greyhound Person"?
Anyway, before any car excursion I take the dogs out onto the front lawn for a quick pee. Because, like kids, you just KNOW somebody's going to HAVE to "go" just after you turn onto the really busy road where you can't pull over.... So there I stand with Hector on a leash, waiting for him to find the perfect spot.
We're spotted by the lady who rents out the house next door and over she comes with her new tenant in tow. She's great, she likes to introduce all her new tenants . Anyway, Buddy (new neighbour whose name has completely skipped out of my brain due to the following "events"), wearing a lovely pair of tailored pants and a dry-clean-only shirt, is very nice, shakes my hand and comments on how handsome Hector is.
So, we're standing there, exchanging small talk while Hector leans against my legs. I guess he also decided that he'd found the "perfect" (or probably just couldn't wait for privacy, LOL) spot and lets loose....... right on my foot.
So there I stand with a dilemma, did they notice and do I have a hope in Hades of just sort of walking away? They noticed but are too polite to mention it, so I should just act casual? Or do I blurt out, "Hey, thank God for Crocs because my dog just peed on my foot. Excuse me, I have to go wash off."
Ok, I admit it, the whole thing struck me completely funny and I blurted out number three. All that was running through my head was that I should email the Croc people to see if they could use this one for a commercial sometime, LOL!
Oh hey, does this mean I've been Christened as an official "Greyhound Person"?