So I got lost on Saturday while out walking in Callan Park with My Cushion.
When we got back, he couldn't wait to
tell The Typist blame me for what happened.
"It was near the community garden. She ran ahead down the slope and went out of sight. I thought if I kept walking, I'd catch up with her. When I got there, she was gone.""I called but she must have panicked and run off to look for me. I walked around for at least 10 minutes screaming for her. Then I found her with Margaret and Angie! They saw her running around, called her and luckily, she went to them."
"I did not lose you, Georgia! You went off to look for food, you naughty greedy girl!"
"Well, that's a good story, Cushion. But just to set the record straight, here's what really happened."
"You abandoned me!"
"That's right. You didn't watch out for me like you're supposed to!""I was scared! Do you want me to end up at the pound again?"
"Just admit it!"
"You were slack and it was YOUR fault I got lost!"
"Okay. That's all I have to say."
"You guys believe ME, right?"
Thank goodness for tags, microchips and friends.