We're having gusts up to fifty miles per hour here in my little midwest town. I'm posting to inform you that for the second time in her, so far, short yet meaningful life,
My shitzu has blown off the deck.
She's fine, just a little surprised. I mean she was kind of close to the edge, but not that close. I wish I had a picture. Imagine a scene out of the Wizard of Oz, for when our dear little Molly hit the grass, squinting and making a valiant attempt to stay on all fours against the elements, I'm quite certain I heard her whisper, "We are not in Kansas anymore."
Perhaps I'll hire her out as a stunt dog.
2 comments:
Poor Molly. I'm not letting the gecko go outside today. :-)
Lori, I'm glad your dog is OK! I read your post this morning before I left for work, and I have to say the image of an airborne dog had me smiling all morning. Definitely, a stunt dog career in the making!
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