Lucky

This past week Ellen and I decided to go to Playa Negra.  I had originally planned on going early in the day and ended up attempting to take a nap in the immense heat of my upstairs bedroom.  Ellen arrived and we took off for the beach, on the way there Lucky (the dog that lives on the same property as I do) decided that he too would be joining us.  I thought it would be ok, since dogs are allowed. 

Since it was the first time I had ever brought him to the beach with me I was a little leery.  I waded in the water while watching him on shore, when all of a sudden he took off running, which meant I took off running in a swimming suit after a dog with people staring at me.  When I approached him he knew he was in trouble and tucked his tail between his legs and followed me back to where we had been.  Until once again he got excited and took off, I took off again running into the street.  A local police officer was getting ready to stop in front of me as I am scanning for Lucky.  The police officer stops, I spot Lucky and Lucky and I both take off running and I yelling at the dog (I have never ignored a police officer before until today!).  He went and asked Ellen if everything was ok… she had no idea what he was saying.  Quiet hilarious. 

We than decided it would be a good idea to take a walk with Lucky, not sure why some lessons aren’t learned right away.  We got a ways away when Lucky took off running back in the direction we had come, we could not catch up and hoped that he made it home.  He did make it home safely and we weren’t concerned, although I was fairly annoyed with him. 

This dog has no listening skills and is very carefree.  He comes and goes as he pleases.  Some mornings we do a little dance where I put him behind the gate, get my bike and oh look there he is again.  It can be a 15 minute ordeal… in the morning he wont let me grab his collar which means I can’t catch him to lock him up to make him stop following me.  I do however love this dog, as he is very entertaining to have around.