Okay, here is my Blackie and Brownie story for today.
They are big lab brothers. I don't own them but every day I take them for a walk (they belong to my neighbor). Of course they look very forward to my visit each day. And they should because number one - I always give them each a bone; number two - I give them treats, and number three - I take them for a walk. So yes, when I appear in afternoon I get worshipped like a rock star with huge smiles, waggy tails wagging their whole bodies, excited strange doggie vocal noises (sounds like harooooo lol) and jumping and dancing all over the place. I'm sure they would ask for my autograph if they could.
There are a lot of trees in their large backyard so sometimes I hide behind a tree and call the owner on my cell phone to tell them to let them out and see if they can find me.
I did that today and the owner let them out and they ran straight to the gate looking for me (they always do that) and then she said they put their noses up in the air and sniffed and were like "Wait a minute! She's already here!" And then they put their noses to the ground and made a bee-line right for me LOL. I wish I could have seen this but I didn't want to peak and have them see me.
I told the owner I guess I should shower more often LOL. But I'm kidding, I know dogs are like lean mean smelling machines.
My Brownie is such a very good boy. He's a big adorable chocolate lab. Yesterday I was walking him and some cretin shot some fireworks at us. Brownie is scared of lightening and loud noises so as I stood like a deer in headlights watching the fireball heading straight for me, I let go of the leash and let Brownie head for the hills. The firework fell short and I was so angry at the neighbor I shouted at him and he did not reply.
It was dark so I could not see who it was. I know I should have called the police. This jerk has pulled this stunt several times before but never has he shot one of directly at me from 30 yards away. And the funny thing is I never get a good look at him and I guess that's just the way he plans it. There are numerous people who live in the house so I don't know who is doing it.
I was frantic with worry that Brownie would take off and God knows when he would come back. One time he escaped and was gone for an entire week! I don't own him, I just walk him so I am also worried about the owner's freaking out too. I was so relieved when I got to his house to find that good boy sitting at the gate. Whew! What a huge relief that was and what a very very good boy he was.
I did to go the neighbor's house with Brownie's owner to talk to them about what happened. Some lady came to the door and denied that it was on purpose. I know better.
Ah, the adventures of walking the pups (Brownie has a brother that I walk also). Something always interesting happening.