Bad Dog

I brought Cleo in the car when I drove Bob to school so we could walk along the nearby canals, hoping she might like that better than the mountain park. As I placed her in her kennel, I briefly considered taking off her leash so she would not chew on it. But I decided to leave it on so I could easily grab on to her, since she likes to come bounding out of the kennel.

Alas, when I opened up the kennel and grabbed the leash, Cleo went bounding out into the parking lot while I held the end of a leash to nowhere. Fortunately, she stayed right by my side, as there was a busy road close by. I think the dangling piece of leash distracted her.

Cleo seemed quite happy for the few seconds she was on the ground. But then I put her right back in the kennel for the trip home.

We are both learning the hard way!