Sit! Ginger! Sit!
For all of you who have read my story 'Treat, Pray, Love' in Chicken Soup for the Soul: My Dog's Life, will know how much I love my cute, little Boykin Spaniel, Ginger. And you will know how disobedient and strong willed she is. I refer to her however, as my sweet little girl.
Yesterday Richard took her for her morning walk. They stopped to chit chat with another neighbor and his dog that were out roaming in a golf cart. The dogs sniffed around in usual doggie fashion. That means butt first.
The other dog got a little rambunctious and its owner stepped in to discipline his charge. Unbeknownst to Richard, the dog's name was also Ginger.
"Sit, Ginger. Sit," he commanded. The dog ran off.
My sweet, little Ginger's butt plopped onto the ground. She sat patiently while the other Ginger got a scolding.
Maybe I didn't waste my money on obedience school after all.
Yesterday Richard took her for her morning walk. They stopped to chit chat with another neighbor and his dog that were out roaming in a golf cart. The dogs sniffed around in usual doggie fashion. That means butt first.
The other dog got a little rambunctious and its owner stepped in to discipline his charge. Unbeknownst to Richard, the dog's name was also Ginger.
"Sit, Ginger. Sit," he commanded. The dog ran off.
My sweet, little Ginger's butt plopped onto the ground. She sat patiently while the other Ginger got a scolding.
Maybe I didn't waste my money on obedience school after all.
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