An invite to church.
And I came to the only logical conclusion.
Since the invite is on my trails, and lots of dogs walk on my trails, someone obviously is inviting dogs to church.
So I told my person it was about time she took me to church.
And you know what she said?
She said this invite wasn’t to the church she goes to, and she wasn’t going to take me there.
This is bad.
This is really bad.
I had to find a way to get to church.
I checked for messages.
Maybe one of my dog friends was offering rides to this church that invited us.
No such luck though.
And you know what my person did on Sunday morning?
She locked me in dog jail and drove off to her church.
It’s about time her church starting inviting dogs.
But I think they did and somehow I missed getting my invitation.
Or maybe my person hid it from me.
Because when she got home she told me there were five dogs at church.
My person is always pulling mischief on me like this.
And to make matters worse, she even saw a friend who was visiting from a long ways away that asked about me.
I know he would have liked to meet me in person
in dog for real and give me the hug he told my person to give me for him.
All I can say is that next week I’m expecting six dogs at church.
And one of them had better be me.