Took the dogs to the park for a run, and… Rosie ran off as I was gathering them up to go home and the Lily followed her. I drove around town looking for them, because they had followed the creek and up to the other side of town up a holler, and after about ten minutes, I found Lily and Daphne (an adorable beagle/bassett mix who may be the orneriest and squirmiest dog ever) treeing a squirrel or some other rodent. I scooped them up, drove down the block and dropped off Daphne at her owners house, and went to resume the hunt for Rosie, when in my rearview mirror, I saw her fat ass racing down the middle of the street to catch up with the car with a frantic “Wait for me, wait for me” look. Instead of stopping and throwing her into the car, I slowed down and drove around the block a couple times like a pace car, with her chasing the whole way.
I’m probably going to go to hell for that, but it was worth it, and at least now she is sleeping and leaving me alone so I can get some stuff done.