Thursday, February 19, 2009
Hamburgler
After we had constructed the pugs’ makeshift leashes we started the trek to the car. Sol keeps a different pace than Benjamin, Henry & Luna and since we were walking on leashes made out of poppy bags, the three fawns trotted along and Sol and I followed along at our own pace. The boys and Luna were pretty much out of site when we passed a little pavilion where a family was having a cookout. We passed them on the way in, but in all the excitement the pugs did not pay much attention to them. When we got to the pavilion, Sol stopped dead in her tracks and stood still with her nose in the air sniffing and snorting. This got everyone’s attention and two ladies came over to pet Sol. While being petted Sol’s nose was still working overtime and she gradually made her way over to the pavilion. The ladies said they had an extra hamburger left and Sol was more than welcome to it if she was allowed to have it. I figured what they heck and they broke off a few pieces of the hamburger and gave it to Sol. She gobbled it up and went back for seconds. After eating about half a hamburger it was time to go. I gave the poopy bags a little tug and Sol came trotting along so very happy with herself. We made it back to the car and Sol was the happiest pug on earth.
After I brushed the sand from my feet, I got in the car and laughed. I could just imagine what the ladies at the pavilion thought and what they might tell their friends. “Funny thing happened today, we had a little black pug crash our cookout looking for food. We just had to give her something because she was being walked on a leash made out of newspaper sleeves. Who knows how long it had been since she had eaten!” In any case, I’m sure we gave them a good laugh.
Pugsley
02/19/2009
You are a great hunter, Sol! I wish I could find hamburgers on my walkies. Perhaps I’ll put that in the suggestion box…