Its been really cold here in Pennsylvania. Callie has not wanted to go out for a walk let alone run outside for a quick pee in the yard. So she's decided to use the office or spare bedroom for her potty needs. Grrr.
But thats not the story... though it is the set-up for the story.
I had to go to the Rite Aid across the street for sodas and candy (my sweet tooth struck me HARD! --and hey, I was watching a mini movie marathon) Hubby asked me to put Callie on the leash for a few mintues while I ran over to the store in the hopes she did something while outside for a couple minutes. Okie dokie, I leashed Callie and ran across the street to the store.
The way the store is situated, the back of the store faces my back yard, and I cross the street and walk around the building to enter. I spent 5 mintues in the candy asile pondering Skittles vs. Twizzlers (you know, the usual life or death decisions). I stood in line for a minute, paid the cashier and just as I was stuffing the receipt into the bag and walking towards the doors, I looked up and saw a shaggy dog happily walking through the automatic doors. She came running up to me -- what are YOU doing here! Complete with a 25' leash trailing behind her. She broke the leash off its post and followed me! You should have seen the look on her face.... so happy, so proud, so excited.
Oh how LUCKY she was to not get hit while crossing the street! This is typically a busy street.... thank God it was 7:30 Sunday night.