Remember the kid whose family had the best of everything (Coach purse for an 11 year old?) but lived in a run down looking house?
They have two lhasa dogs. They have some sort of money related names, but I can't remember them.
Anyways, previously, Coach Purse Girl used to walk them along the one sidewalk that goes from my street to my crossing guard corner. I'm mentioning the single sidewalk, because she allowed them to poop along it and didn't clean it up. Two dogs, even little ones, add up.
Apparently poop patrol has gotten to be to much for her, so she lets them out and they flee, flee, flee.
They come all (far from their house) the way to my corner then turn down the cross street.
This morning one of them went flying by and down the street. Moments later Coach Purse Mom drives down in the Coach Purse Mobile and calls the dog. It jumps into the car and all is well.
This afternoon, one or the other came flying by again and down that same street. I called to it, but it kept going. I am on a hill and can see down the street..that puppy was GONE!!!
I kept waiting for the Coach Purse Mobile to come looking, but it didn't. I was there another 40 minutes when all of a sudden the dog comes running up the hill and stops in the road, holding up traffic. I go out and try to shoo it back on the sidewalk. It runs where I want it to go, but goes back into the road. It apparently wanted to walk all the way home in the middle of the street. A very busy street.
I feel soooo stupid, but I chase the darn thing until it gets on the sidewalk and runs toward home.
I keep telling Coach Purse Girl her dog comes all the way to where I am, but she keeps letting it out.