Sam here. We had our pet therapy awards program over the weekend and I got to bring a guest. Bashful was my *plus 1* for this shindig and boy he was a hit. Our fur-iend, Wee Britt and her mom Katherine happily posed with Bashful. This year Britt was awarded the Bronze Paw which means she had over 50 visits (you can read about when we received our Bronze Paw here). We were a little shy of the next level (100) but we should easily hit it soon in plenty of time for next year’s bash. Isn’t Wee Britt just as cute as a button?
Also at our award program was our sweet friend Teddy and his mom Mary Anne. They moved out of town so we don’t get to see them as often but it was great getting petted by Mary Anne and her friend Mike, who always lavish me with attention. Teddy is so tiny, I nearly stepped on him, but he
he let me know I’m a bit of an oaf was a good sport about it (sorry dude 😇)
Bashful was polite and sweet and then he kind of became a pill once people finished lunch and began to leave. Mom was distracted because she was helping with the clean up after our lunch and didn’t realize Bashful didn’t make it back into her bag. We got half-way home and realized “uh-oh, someone is missing.” ARGH!!!!!
We needed to drive back to the venue
like a bat outa hell so we pulled a gigantic U-y in the middle of the street leaving rubber behind and returned to the *scene of the crime* hoping the head honchos were still there and the doors not locked. Mom kept ranting HBO words in the car while we flew down the road. Wayne quietly sat there and I kept thinking how in the heck did that little rascal worm his way out of our paws?
Luckily for my mom, the powers to be were still there and they knew exactly why my mom was there the minute she ran
screaming like a banshee into the room. Our sweet friend, Roxanne and her adorable greyhound Little One (her other greyhound, Lily received a posthumous award for over 700 visits even though Lily passed away a few months ago unexpectedly) said she knew exactly why we was there and had Bashful all ready for us. She even gave us another goodie bag of treats for me! Isn’t she the best?
Whew…that was a close one. Little Bashful was reminded to not scare us on the way home and he promised he would be good. I sure hope so…we’re hoping to take him with us to the hospital later this afternoon. Gulp.
Keep your fingers and paws crossed that mom doesn’t misplace him again or let him get into any mischief. Folks warned us about that little scamp being wily and boy were they right!
Live, love, bark! ❤