Mr. Peppers
Today, I took Mr. Pepper to “Miss Angie” the groomer. I for sure remembered to bring his leash, and had it attached to his collar and to my wrist. I was so glad to arrive safely, and made sure Mr. Peppers was left in the hands of the groomer assuredly. I say all of this, so as not to repeat what happened the last time I attempted to deliver him to “Miss Angie.”
It was as normal as a day could be, the day I brought Mr. Peppers to the groomer. Angel’s Pet Groom faces Highway 41 near Chamberlain St. in Terre Haute, IN. As we arrived I noticed that I forgot the leash, but I had Mr. Peppers in my arms. As I opened the car door, Mr. Peppers immediately sensed we were at the Groomers, a place that he particularly didn’t like. He forcibly jumped out of my arms and began to run from me. I called to him and said, “Mr. Peppers, be a good boy and stay right in place.” Of course, he did not obey and kept running. I saw the highway ahead, and my heart stopped beating. I kept calling and he kept running. I thought, well, it was nice to have you for 5 years, but the end is now. As he ran out in the middle of oncoming traffic, I unbelievably saw cars come to a complete stop both ways, so as to accommodate the little stinker to safely cross to the other side. I too, highly embarrassed, made it across unharmed.
This charade kept up for another 15 minutes, at least. Calling, and chasing this 5-year old black and white stinker of a dog into and out of the various yards across from the highway. I finally decided to climb the back stairs of someone’s home and knock on the door. Mr. Peppers, stopping, because his curiosity got the best of him, followed me up the stairs and right into the home of the sweet elderly lady who opened to both of us. I picked him up and explained my dilemma. While she laughed and offered me a chair to calm down , I was appreciative, but too frustrated to relax. I thanked her, but had some scolding for Mr. Peppers.
I reluctantly had to cross the same highway, holding and squeezing, and pinching, and reprimanding Mr. Peppers the whole way back to the groomers. As I opened the door of the groomers, Miss Angie said” Oh, so nice to see you Mrs. Harpole, and how now is Mr. Peppers?”
Oh, the antics of Mr. Peppers! He did look good after the grooming, and I survived another episode in the journey of this black and white bundle of
anticipation!
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