Monday, November 8, 2010

Elm Street


I freaked Linda out tonight because I did not want to finish my walk. I was super excited to get my leash on. At first, I was hurrying from mailbox to mailbox, checking all the new mail smells. Then without warning, I made an about face. I started pulling to go back home, running about 5 houses and not stopping until I got to the front door. She figured that I had a sixth sense something bad was going to happen and we had to hurry home to safety. See, I am a good protection dog.