Lately I’ve been wanting to go on a different trail – it’s a little longer than the way we usually go on my trails.
But my person always says she’s too busy, or it’s too hot, or she comes up with any number of excuses.
Today it was cloudy and cooler, and my person didn’t have bunches of stuff to do, so we got to go on that trail.
We were having a great time – until I heard it.
Thunder!
Over there – and that way too!
We were surrounded!
Person, why did you want to go on this trail? We could have been almost home by now.
There was only one direction to go – and my person wouldn’t let me go that way.
Okay, fine. Then we’re not going at all.
It became a game of tug of war.
Until my collar came off.
Then my person did something really strange.
She walked to the end of my her leash, sat on the ground, and started taking pictures of me.
I like the sound her camera makes. Eventually I walked to where she sat.
Then she moved back to the end of her leash, and made me walk to her again.
Then she did it all over again.
My person thinks I’m afraid of this thunder, but I’ve been thinking. Sometimes I complain too much when she stops all the time to take pictures. I think I’ll be nice to her today and let her take all the pictures she wants.
And just to prove I was doing it to be nice to her, when we got past the part with all the best scenery, I started walking with her again.







































































