The rain has finally decided to take a break over at our doghouse.... and you know what that means! Walks! Pedro and I finally got to get out of the house and go patrol our neighborhood after a long week of being cooped up.
Lets go! Lets go!
Jessie hooked up my leash and put Pedro in the backpack and we headed off. Then as soon as we had gotten out to the road Jessie turned and gasped. Pedro had decided to make a break for it and jumped right out of the backpack! Jessie couldn't believe that Pedro would even attempt to jump out of the backpack and fall about four feet to the ground. When she turned around to see if he was okay Pedro let out a little huff like he was trying to say "I'm not a baby, and I don't need to be carried in a stupid backpack". We quickly ran back into the house to ditch the backpack and grab Pedro's leash. At this point I started huffing.... I wanted to go for a walk! Not chase down backpack fleeing Chihuahua's. When we finally did start to walk Jessie wound up carrying Pedro most of the way! Silly little Chihuahua.
Once we got back Pedro and I were worn out! Luckily he wasn't hurt from his attempted escape and went to check the yard, bark at the neighbors, and remark "his" territroy. I only had two things on my mind. To cool off on the pool cover....
And take a nap! Ahhhh, this is the life.
I hope everyone has a happy Tuesday! Enjoy the rest of the week!