Automatic Fail

Abbey was in shock. I woke up at 6 this morning and took her out for a walk. She looked across at me. "Walk? Outside? Down the road? now? She was very well behaved, as I think she bought the world had shifted on its axis.
That lasted until this evening. Beth's mum and dad live on a golf course. Our friend Dave was playing and stopped ti say hi. I had the leash in my hand and opened the door. The leash left my hand, as Abbey trailed it behind her, running at top speed until she reached Dave. According to the therapy dog exam she is going to take, automatic fail. Funny though.