Dog on a Leash..........sheesh!

A dog on a leash equals no fun.....none....nope.....I'm telling you it's ruff! 

(heehee...ruff....get it....the dog...ruff...you know how he barks...ruff....ok sorry about that...moving on....)

We live outside the city limits and normally our dogs do not have to be on a leash but Breesy...oh she is a bad one.

She will run off and not stop until she is miles and miles from home.....sometimes on the other side of town.

Thank goodness we had collars made that has our name and phone number on them.

But she has that figured out.......she runs all day until she gets tired and then she gets on someone's porch and  

rings the doorbell. (you didn't know she could do that...did you?)

They come to the door and she says "could you call my mom and dad....the number is on my collar...yea...right there.  And while we are waited for them have you got anything to eat?"

Smart dog....I tell ya.

This has happened at least 3 times!

So now if she leaves her pen she has to be on a leash.

And then I get to feeling bad because she is cooped up all the time so I decide to take her for a walk to the creek.

I realize this is not a walking leash...this is the leash that we let her outside on sometimes...and there lies the problem.

The leash.....oh the leash......is a nightmare!

I go on one side of the tree......she goes on the other.

She tramps through my flowerbeds and then I have to tramp through the flower bed.

Next up we go through the mud hole......haha... I can go around the mud hole but somehow she manages to flip the leash up and gets me wet!

And Baby Kitty walked with us and he was chasing the leash the entire time.

What about  the squatting and peeing and pooping............on the leash?...:(

(aren't you glad I don't have a photo of that)

It snags on every........single............little........thing.....

And the thing I hate the most.......

After she has gone left, then jumped to the right, ran behind you, back left, turns around ... you are desperately trying to untangle yourself and

she hears a dog barking and takes off like a Blue Angel jet...........

spinning you around and giving you a rope burn everywhere that she has managed to wrap the leash around you.

These are my days.....this perfectly describes how I do everything......

set out on a mission with all the wrong tools.....

do it anyway....

get wet, poop hands and rope burn....

yep.....

that's me...

in a nutshell...

where the nuts belong....:))))

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