Ben and I are walking back from the tourist area one evening and are probably still about a half mile from home when we see a golden lab trying to cross the street....a busy street. Ben calls her over, trying to make her go a bit faster because a car is coming. She comes to him and they meet in the middle of the road on the grassy median. He makes sure she is safe and then crosses back over to our side of the road....so does she. We start walking up the hill towards home and the dog is right at our side...and she stays there through three more crosswalks and another block. At this point we figure she may just follow us all the way home if we don't do something. Since she doesn't have a collar and most dogs wander around town a bit, we decide to turn around and go the other way in hopes that she will just keep wandering....but as soon as we have taken five steps in the other direction we hear the pitter patter of paws on the sidewalk and realize she is right on our heels again. Over and over we try to walk away only to hear her behind us again and again. Eventually we figure we should walk her back to where we found her in case that is where her home is. We walk back down the road and she immediately turns into a gated area of an apartment building. Phew....we make a quick u-turn and walk away, hoping that she will stay there and we head home.......pitter patter, pitter patter...oh dear. Up the sidewalk she comes. After another try at the same, we start to think we will never make it home without this dog so we go to the nearest convenience store to ask if anyone knows her, of course, she comes too. Well, no one knows her, but we get lucky because one man starts talking to and calling the dog and distracts her while we make our getaway. The dog stays at the convenience store and we break free. When we haven't heard the pitter patter for what seems a safe amount of time we turn around and notice that the man who saved us did not seem to have the same magnetic effect as we did (actually to be more precise, as BEN did). We safely make our way home, dog free. I'm not sure if that deserves a smile or a frown, I do miss that pitter patter (of course I wish it could be Maybe's).
Pitter patter, pitter patter....go hug your dogs.
Done! Max says hi, and he would follow you two, too! Serge
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