My list goes on for pages, but the worst involving a Yorkie happened when I did boarding.
I was taking care of a tiny girl, who was the apple of her moms eye..aren't they all? Earlyone morning I opened the front door to get the newspaper off the step,my little boarder bolted out the door and headed for road....there was no time to get dressed, so I ran out in my sheer nightgown...I ran across a wet lawn with the springers going, as I grabbed the Yorkie, I slipped and fell flat on my face, nightgown came up over my butt and I laid in the wet grass listening to all the car horns honking with people on their way to work....I had to walk almost a full block home in a soaked gown that left nothing to the imagination....but I didn't lose the Yorkie, just my dignity.
This story was told all over town for years...people at my church heard it and my vet....good grief!!!! |