Grace nudged a few boxes and bags of treats off the shelf and tried to walk off with one and Dora was chewing on the various chew toys hanging off the crowded racks. In addition, they were wrapping their leashes around my legs and sniffing everything with legs - four or two.
I impulsively decided to have their pictures taken with Santa. We tried a group picture but couldn't get both dogs to face the camera at once. Even magical "Elf-Dust" couldn't have helped, so went the individual route. Grace smiled nicely, but Dora was panic-stricken. TWICE she slipped her collar and tore through the crowded store, with her eyes on the automatic doors. Thankfully, quick-footed volunteers got to her before she was able to get outside.
This brings back memories of my own uncooperative behavior during shopping trips with my parents.
When the dogs and I got home, I promptly called my Dad to apologize. And I promised to send him pictures of the dogs.
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BTW - I bought Dora a new, "escape-proof" collar, as well.
Ooh! I want one of those collars for Malachi! ;o)
Grace and Dora look adorable!
That Santa Claus must really be a saint. I wouldn't sit for that long getting my picture taken with fussy children much less freaked out dogs with really big teeth. And yet he looks happy about it. Well, I'm happy for him and just hope they're paying him a lot. :-)
The dogs look great, Barb. Merry Christmas!
Um, Gaby, he IS a saint! He's Saint Nicholas!
These homeschooled kids! Don't they know ANYTHING? ;-)
I mean, these former homeschooled kids, now grownups! I really don't still think of you as a kid! Really!
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