As Grandma sat under a tree wondering where I was, the sun rose over the mountain, warming the day. People came to the park, some walking their dogs, and Grandma spied a couple walking me on a leash! Hope blinded her to the fact the yellow dog she saw was well-mannered, which meant it was…
Month: December 2019
9 The Blue Sock- part 2
Grandma had heard my whining and didn’t get much sleep. She got up at daylight and felt sorry for me. She decided to take me on a special walk, although the blue sock was not going to be removed. I begged her, pleading that I would act better. “Petey, stop giving me those sad eyes!…
8 The Blue Sock- part 1
Grandma proofs my typing before I post online, and she asked me to let my readers know she accepts responsibility for “her side of the street,” in that she gave me way more chances than what I deserved. She had never known a dog could be so headstrong, defiant and opinionated. Though she recognized these…
7 Mayhem, again!
After days of imprisonment, Grandma let me free in the house. But she kept a leash on me so that if I tried to dash out the door, she could stomp her foot on the leash to catch me before I disappeared. She got pretty good at it, actually, causing me to cut a backward…