|Reminds me of why it’s a bad idea to smile when on a motorcycle|
Now this guy understands the difference between work and play. Yeah, most of the time.
So we’re walking along the sidewalk to our favorite lunchtime diner, Micron at my side in perfect heel position. La la la, I think, just walking along. Maybe I’ll get the ham and cheese omelette today, when Micron dives front end into the snow. With his butt in the air and his plume tail as a flag, he’s playing like he’s a Bob the Builder Snow Plow. Just chugging right through the snow with his snout and actually leaving a wake behind him.
While I’m mortified and wrestling him back to heel, my lunch partners are laughing at it all. Yeah sure, it was about the funniest thing I’ve seen him do. And a puppy raiser lesson learned. Don’t forget to keep your attention on the dog. You can think about omelettes later.
And anyway, I got the cheeseburger special.
|You know what, Food Lady?
I don’t think Bob the Builder even has snow plows.
|All American Mutts can love the snow, too.
Now there’s a snow plow nose.