Guess what we did today.... We went shopping and it was the bestest thing in the world.
It all started a few days ago when Dr B told Mom and Dad that Mackey should start wearing a harness. That was Ok because a couple years ago Mom scored a great find on Ebay. She got a box of harnesses and collars and leashes from a store going out of business. There were about 20 harnesses, all different sizes and colors. So yesterday Mom and Dad took Mackey onto the porch and tried harnesses on her. Would you believe there wasn't one that fit her? You see Mackey is shaped kind of oddly. She's a little short girl but she's got a big chest. The little sizes wouldn't go around her chest and the big sizes were too big for her neck and tummy.
Today Dad said "let's take Mackey to try on harnesses." Mom thought Mackey would be more comfortable in the store if I went with her because I'm her big brother and she trusts me. Mackey was afraid when we got to the store and didn't want to go near the nice store lady, but I went up and gave the lady a kiss.
The store lady said Mackey would probably do best with a bra type harness. Cool! Mom handed my leash to the lady and bent down to put the harness on Mackey. It needed an adjustment so Mom handed it to the store lady. After the adjustment she put it back on Mackey and it fit, so Mackey got her training bra.
All three peeps were admiring Mackey and her bra and nobody was paying any attention to me, so I decided to do some shopping. I walked around the store a little and boy, it's a great store. It has food and toys and then I found the treat section. There was a basket full of little containers of liver treats just like the ones in Dr B's office. I picked one up and started for the door. Suddenly I heard Mom calling me and she came running to grab my leash. She took the container of liver treats away and the store lady put them back in the basket.
OK, there was a basket of pig ears there and I started sorting thru them to find the one I wanted, but Mom said NO and pulled me away.
I dragged Mom over to a pile of these things and licked one, but she said no to those too.
Then I spotted a rack with bags of treats. All different flavors. I sniffed them till I found some that I thought would taste good, but again Mom said NO.
Heck, what kind of a shopping trip is this anyway?
Mom and Dad put us in the car and we went to another store, but this time Mom got out and went in by herself. I could smell McDonalds nearby and gave Dad a nudge and rolled my eyes in that direction, but he didn't take the hint. Instead we waited for Mom. When she came out she had two big boxes of biscuits and put them in the back of the car. Then we went home.
It's good, we have a big supply of fresh biscuits now, but tonight I think I'll dream of those liver treats that were almost mine.