I hadn’t been in my new home for more than a few days when I freaked out my female peep big time. She liked to take me for walks, and I enjoyed that too, but why in the world did I think cars and trucks were something to lunge at? Moving ones, mind you, not the ones standing still like statues. We were walking along the sidewalk, nice and smoothly, and she was giving me high praise. I liked that part, but not the next part.
I saw a shiny white truck. A big one with monster wheels. You could hear the roar of it coming down the street from acres away. When it got close, I just had to bite at its tires. I wanted to puncture them, stop them from screeching and making that awful noise that bothered my head. So I darted out directly into the street.
FEMALE PEEP: “Charlie! No!”
She yanked me back so fast my head spun, which was a good thing, or I might not have had a head.
FEMALE PEEP: “What are you doing dashing out into the street like that? We could have lost you.”
She reached down and grabbed me to her chest. I could feel her heart pounding; mine did too. What was I thinking? I can’t take on a big ‘ole truck like that. Heck, that thing was 100 times the size of me.
FEMALE PEEP: “Man, Charlie. You could have come right out of that collar. We’re going to the pet store tomorrow to get you a harness.”
I wanted to tell her I’d never do it again. I wanted to say that I didn’t want a baby harness around me that looked silly. But when she had her mind made up, there was no stopping her.
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NOTE: If you want to catch up with what happened in LBA (Life Before Adoption), you can look under “Charlie Chat” on the right. All the posts are there, and these new ones about LAA (Life After Adoption) will be there too. Watch for more of Something to Chew On by me, Charlie Bear, in the weeks ahead.
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