Sunday, October 18, 2009

Blond Dogs

I pulled into the crowded parking lot at the shopping center
and rolled down the car windows to make sure my puppy had
fresh air. She was stretched full-out on the back seat and I
wanted to impress upon her that she must remain there. I
walked to the curb backward, pointing my finger at the car
and saying emphatically, "Now you stay. Do you hear me? "Stay!

The driver of a nearby car, a pretty young blonde lady, gave
me a strange look and said, "Why don't you just put it in park?"

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