My chubby dog Zelda keeps our house very lively. Yesterday, she took an opportunity to escape from the house and run a muck through Huntington Woods. Zelda runs like the devil and has catlike reflexes (if you will excuse the expression).
Terry has no patience for it and just shakes his head and calls her assorted names.
Mimi and I do our usual chasing and unsuccessful bribing.
A very nice man who was trying to finish his run, stopped and stayed for moral and physical support for almost an hour.
I simply kept apologizing and running about like a crazy lady.
We finally got her trapped in Aunt Julie and Uncle Dan's yard and Mimi inched up behind her and grabbed her as if she were a greased pig.
This photo was taken soon after. Zelda looks as if she is posing for a royal portrait.
Who would guess that just moments before she was wreaking havoc through the town.
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