a 10 year old's wisdom

today me and the ladybird took a leisurely dub (we cant say w-a-l-k in this house, so we started just saying "w", and got lazier) to the neighborhood walgreens because i had some rewards bucks that were going to go the way of all things in a few short days. and because colby had the car. so we were walking folks today.

when we walk somewhere she is not allowed inside of, i loop her leash around a pole and click it back into her harness so she is safe and secured, albeit a little trapped and immobile. she has about 18 inches of leash to work with here - so most of the time she just watches me through the windows or flirts with the people walking by.

when i finished getting my freebies (mostly chocolate, if you know my life you know why), i followed these two little cutie kids out the door to rosebud. they were a little boy and girl, probably no older than ten judging by their purchases of whatever gummy candy could fit into their hands and back pockets. the boy starts loving on rosie, talking to her and petting her, and as i started untangling the leash, he asks me

"are you her mom?"

so of course i said yes.

then he asks if i want him and his sister to stand in the automatic doorway, one in one side, one in the other, so i can keep my eye on rosie while im in the store. i told him thank you for the offer, but we were just saddling up to walk home, and she's a pretty good doggie, especially because she doesnt have much trouble she can get into being on the leash.

after a few seconds, the kids decided they agreed with this.

so they finished their loving, i turned to walk west and they headed north. we haven't walked far when i heard their conversation:

"leashes would work on people kids, too."

"yeah, but prolly not bird kids... or cat kids, because cat kids are tricky."

"can moms go on leashes?"

"if they did, you'd never have to yell for a sammich because she will be close and know when you want one."