My daughter and her family often come to visit on weekends. If they're going to be here awhile, they bring their two dogs.
Their big dog, Hawkeye, loves it here; and they don't have to keep him on a chain. Most times, he hangs around near the back door of the house and never offers to run away.
So Saturday when Kevin was ready to load him up in the pickup to go home, he called, "Come on, Hawkeye!"
Hawkeye headed away from Kevin and toward the shop, where I was sitting.
Kevin shouted a bit more assertively and headed toward Hawkeye. Hawkeye curled up in a fetal position.
So Kevin picked up that big dog and placed him in his pickup. First chance he got, Hawkeye jumped out and followed after me... I was getting ready to go in the house.
This whole episode was repeated yesterday, only Rachel was the one who had to deal with Hawkeye. Poor dog; he only wanted to stay at Grandma's house and run free. So he tried to hide underneath my feet. Bless his heart.
I could kick myself for not doing a video of the whole thing. Hopefully it will play out one more time, and either me or my daughter will have camera in hand to document the story.