Bad dog!

So this morning as you all know I had to go out as I had my dr. barry apt.

The taxi arrived and the guy beeped and I went to go out the door. I realised I forgot my key to my front door so I went back inside to get it.

Meanwhile the driver was on his way in the gate to help me out to the car.

Of course when I went back inside, I left the front door ajar. Nitro bolted out to greet the taxi driver, and then the little brat wouldnt come back in!

I called for him to come in, he ignored me. I tugged on his collar, he sat down. The more I tugged the more he rooted himself to the spot.

Eventually I somehow got him to go in! I was like so frustrated by this point!

Silly silly puppy! He has a mind of his own!

He’s so funny. I bet he thought if he refused to go back in for long enough I’d take him with me. I normally do but I decided this morning I wouldnt, just because I knew I wouldnt be gone too long, and I was getting a taxi directly to the door so didnt need him to guide me in.
carol anne


Author: Carol Anne

I am a woman in my mid 30's. I'm blind and I have dissociative identity disorder, I also have complex PTSD. I blog about my life with these disorders. I live in Ireland.

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