Last Thursday as I sat alone in my car in an empty parking lot. I left the rear car door open for a breeze to pass through. You know the type of car--great power windows and only one window will roll down.
Okay, so I am sitting there listening to the radio and reading a book when I felt my car move around like someone had gotten into my back seat. PETRIFIED! I couldn't move.
Heavy breathing. Oh Gawd, shut my eyes and hold my breath. Think quick. I just can't move.
Finally I have the nerve to peek up into the rear view mirror. He is wearing a yellow construction vest. Then I see a big black face. An old white Beard. Long long tongue hanging down. His big brown eyes just looking back at me in the mirror.
His tags say Coach.
Just the biggest old old Black Lab!!
His owners were working in the area as landscapers trimming trees when he decided to jump out of his truck and come sit with me. We had a great 45 minute visit. We talked about the local news, health care reform, good music, and home cooked dog treats. I promised him some homemade dog cookies from home for the next visit.
He went off in his truck to the next job.
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