This has become “Ian’s Dog”. Why? Because she is getting ornery in her old(er) age.
This morning, I let the dogs outside on their leads. Miss Ginger requires a run at least once a day, but since we just got a newsletter saying “keeping your dogs on a lead is required”, I thought I would.
She was having none of this. She wouldn’t pee. I told her, “Alright then. Let’s go inside.” She stood there, defiant, really, and stared at me.
“Let’s go”, I instructed, as I gently tugged on her lead. She pulled back. “Oh really,” I said.
Understanding that she probably DID need to go to the bathroom, I took her for a walk around the backyard, hitting all the areas where she loves to pee or poop.
Nothing.
“Let’s go, then.” She followed me this time. I made the mistake of letting her off the lead just outside the door. Can you say, “Goodbye Ginger!”? I thought you could.
She took off running, hundreds of yards away. A few minutes later, she came charging back, like a mad hatter, and ran inside the house.
This was all after I lost my balance in the yard and fell down in the mud.
You can laugh now. 
Later, I talked to Ian on Skype. “I have a bone to pick with you… Your dog is being unruly. Yes, it IS your dog. ” lol
gemmak said
Lol….ok, I can’t help but laugh but I hope you didn’t hurt yourself falling over! Ian really ought to get that dig trained! heh. ;o)
punctuation said
It’s not possible to be cross with a dog that has a squeaky nose.
Honk honk.
daffy said
but she’s so pretty…. and cute…
)
Bulldog said
You seem to have an affinity for mud since I dropped you in it back when you were a year old.
Melissa said
Aren’t dogs fun? They just want to keep your life interesting.