It took me back to a memory of Dixie Belle when she was a puppy---maybe about ten months to a year old. I was taking Dixie and Enka out to the lake, and stopped off at WalMart on the way. It was warm so the windows to the van were open, but not so far they could get out. But the windows behind the front seats were sliding windows.
I guess Dixie decided I was taking too long, so she decided to come get me. She must have slid the window back, and sniffed me out. Apparently, she just waltzed right into WalMart through the automatic doors, right past the greeter and followed her nose to me as straight as an arrow.
All I know was I looked up, and up marched this German Shepherd (largish puppy) and gave me an exasperated "WOOF"(like, "OK, you've been in here long enough, let's go." She was trailing a cortege of about a dozen people, some amused and some more than a little afraid--------all of them completely ignored.
Dixie was a GSD on a mission----to go to the lake. And she wasn't about to let WalMart change that.
"I'd better go with you Huck, civilization can be dangerous."-------Tom Sawyer(Mark Twain)