Last Friday I had the suitcases out, the cooler was in the kitchen ready to be packed and EmmaLou the Golden Destroyer knew something was up. She didn’t want to leave my side all day Friday. Saturday morning I was getting the last minute stuff done upstairs in our bedroom and wondered aloud where trusty canine companion had gone. Devoted Spouse caught my attention and pointed downward — little puppy girl was under the bed. She thinks if she’s under the bed skirt no one can see her. Poor little doggie. Nobody loves her — her people are leaving her. Awwww.
EmmaLou looked so pitiful, I couldn’t help but smile. She just has such an adorable way about her — here she was hiding with crusader rabbit (minus his ears) by her side to keep her strong. If she could have jumped in one of the suitcases, don’t think she wouldn’t have tried just that. I tried to coax her out from under the bed with numerous nummy nummy treats but EmmaLou is too smart for that trick. She wasn’t coming out for anything short of a full size bone filled with peanut butter and I was only offering tiny treats. I always think it’s rather mean to trick the little girl into doing something I want her to do which she doesn’t want to do merely by appealing to her constant hunger. But I do it anyway. I coaxed and coaxed and EmmaLou wasn’t having any of it. She was going to stay right where she was. I would have to get out the big guns.
“EmmaLou…wanna go for a ride??” She started to creep out from under the bed. We both knew the moment of truth had arrived. She fell for it yet again. She conveniently forgets that sometimes a ride in the car leads to the kennel. I imagine as we arrived at the kennel, she was thinking…”how did this happen?” I’m thankful she has such a short memory.