Me and My Coonhound

Rusty and I are always together except when I leave the house in my car.  He follows me upstairs and downstairs, barks at the door when I am in the restroom, and sleeps on the floor next to my side of the bed.  We walk or run together everyday except Sunday (Jeff walks him on Sunday).  I have really enjoyed having a dog.  I am one of "those" dog people (except I don't let him lick me on the mouth or face - YUCK!)

But enough is enough!  Tuesday I woke up and met my friends to walk our dogs.  There is a little patch of desert behind our houses where we can let them run free.  The dogs love this and get a nice run in.   So after our morning walk, I get the kids off to school and clean up the kitchen.  The weather is nice outside, so I decide to go for a run - ALONE!  After all, I already walked the dog.  I needed a little "me" time.

I waited until Rusty was sound asleep on his bed upstairs.  I slowly tiptoed downstairs, then paused to see if he had roused.  Still asleep.  I quietly grabbed my ipod off the counter.  I paused again as I heard something stir upstairs.  Dang it.  I held very still for a few minutes.  All is quiet, so I slowly go for my sunglasses.  Then I hear a thud.  He's probably just shifting or fluffing up his bed.  I continue to tiptoe around the corner and make my way for the door. 

YIKES!!!!   There is Rusty waiting on the middle stair.  He caught me red handed.  He knew I was trying to sneak out without him.  

AAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!   I am sneaking around in my own house!  Well, I have to tell you that I really wanted my alone time, so I locked him in his crate and took off running. I could hear him howling all the way down the block.

Sorry Rusty. 

PS.  He forgave me.