La-La-La

I walk each of the dogs, one at a time. This either makes me not lazy or really lazy, I haven't figured out which.

I walk them one at a time because Mr. Party needs to be in the lead, therefore zig-zagging every other step to ensure the Nanny stays behind him, and the Nanny needs to stop and smell every flower.

So yes, I'm lazy for not training them to be better walkers, but I'm not lazy because I walk twice.

A couple nights ago, I set out taking Mr. Party for a walk. The Nanny is left at home with Dad. Dad decided that he would take her for a ride in the car, it was a sunny day, she could have the window down and let the wind blow in her face. When Mr. Party is in the car with her, the windows have to stay up because he wants to jump out when he sees people, rabbits, dogs, cats, garbage cans, rocks...you get the idea, right?

Dad opens the door that leads into the garage, not realizing that the big garage door is open, the Nanny takes off trotting down the driveway in search of Mr. Party. She was already to the end of the driveway when Dad realized what happened. With her head held high and her tail straight up in the air, the Nanny prances passed all the houses on the block. She had a gleeful look on her face, as if she was singing a tune, la-la-la-laaaa. Dad was trotting behind her, leash in hand, his call laying on deaf ears.

This Nanny was on a mission to find Mr. Party and Mom, but soon her nose got the better of her, she had to stop and smell a flower.

Dad caught up with her, just as she stopped sniffing, she looked at him quinted her eyes and turned up her lips in a grinning expression that says, I'm so cute you can't help but love me, then started trotting back towards the house. la-la-la-laaaa. Round two,  passing the neighbors windows with the Nanny prancing, head held high, tail straight-up in the air, and Dad chasing after her.