Bad Dog

See the sweet, humble, meek and lowly face on that little dog? Don't you believe it. Today as we did our walkies, I had to hoist her up and tuck her under my arm several times. She so much wanted a chance to bite the ankles of passers-by. Fortunately it's easy to get her off her feet. Her leash attaches to the middle of the back of her harness. Plus, she's a feather-weight. So when I need to take her out of circulation, I just haul up on the leash and grab her. Most people, even those at whom she's yelling and cursing, most of them say, "Oh, what a cute little dog." Today we ran into a more sensible character who in a loud, stern voice yelled back at Porkee, "You are a BAD DOG!!"