Dashing

Boy, did we dash to the bank!

I had my head stuck in work and lost all track of time.  When I discovered the bank closed in an hour and three quarters, I wondered if we'd make it in time.  Little Dog potters and sniffs much more now but she seemed to recognise my haste, put her best paw forward and rose to the challenge.

I've been faced with those bank doors two minutes after closing time before.  But today, we were 25 minutes early.  

Go, go Little Dog!