Wednesday, December 19, 2007

Doesn’t Miss a Beat

Henry just doesn’t miss a trick.  The other evening, Henry and I were out for our little evening walk and I knew our car was parked in front of Grammy’s house up the street.  It was around the corner from the route we were taking on our walk, so I didn’t think Henry would notice.  We got to the corner, checked for cars and then proceeded to cross the street.  Henry got halfway across the street before he stopped smack in the middle of the street and stared at the car.  He took a good couple of sniffs and then looked at me like, “Hey, what’s my car doing here?”  At that point the walk was over.  Henry loves walks, but he just loves car rides more.  Knowing that it was his car, he made a beeline for the truck.  I couldn’t convince him to finish out his walk, he insisted on being driven home.