Dogs

The other night I had to evacuate my house due to a chemical spill. I really don’t know what that meant but it’s a safe bet on my street they were talking about a Meth lab. Maybe it was ready to blow? Who knows, at any rate I had to grab a few things and get my dogs and walk up the street.

The funny thing about my dogs is that since they are blissfully unaware of any danger they could help cheer me up. I hadn’t thought about how important they are to me. I love them, but I surprised myself when the first thing I asked the Police was, “Can I get my dogs?” I was told yes, as long as they were on a leash.

Middy my Wheaton Scottie saw a dog on the loose and got off her leash and chased the other dog. I had to yell for her to come back, it took a second for her to respond but she did come back and I got her back on her leash. We go to the corner the cops had directed us to. This is also the turning point my dogs know to start on our regular route. They kept pulling on me till I got the message they wanted their full walk. Since I had nowhere to go and they needed a walk I took them.

They had a grand time and it did give me a chance to think about things and walking is a great stress relief. That was the plan anyway. They were great till a Pit Bull came our way and then I had to hold them back from fighting. Later we were back at the corner waiting for my man to come home from work and pick us up. The pit bull was back and my two girl dogs got all worked up and fought with each other. I was mortified and told them to stop. They did but not before Gwennie got out of her collar. She was naked and walking away from me. I called her to come back and she did but wouldn’t get to close to me. No wonder, what with Middy ready to fight again. A Police officer helped me by holding on to Middy and Haggis while I got Gwennie back into her collar and leash.


In the end she only had a small scratch on her ear and we put some ointment on it. She will be fine. Other than fraying my nerves it was okay. Today they all made up and all three of my dogs were on one big dog bed together cuddled up. I love my dogs and I would rather have taken them along with me in a crisis than anything else. Misbehaving aside they are great and I had to let them work things out themselves, they always do anyway.