My daughter had a little Boston Terrier who was being terrorized by their toddler. I agreed to take the dog. Soon thereafter, I had to drive way across town to take some photos in an industrial area. I had to go on a Sunday so there wouldn't be any people there. I decided to take the dog.
After a few stops for photos, the dog had the routine figured out, and when I opened the car door, she darted out of the car and ran across the street. I called out to her but she wouldn't come back. She was high tailing it down the sidewalk and I knew if she got much farther away, I would never see her again, so I hurried over to the sidewalk and called her name. When she turned around, I held up her leash. She saw the leash and came running back, joyful that she would get to go for a walk.
Jackie loves her leash, which I bought home from the SPCA btw, they insisted. I see why now, it’s a pretty pink thing as Jackie is a beautiful dog.
All I have to do now is show her the leash and she’s so very happy.
Two remotes with Comcast having to deliver me a new one to my door. Because Jackie didn’t really appreciate the big fenced-in yard....she wanted her leash.
Heh.