– and I was Free

Flash back – June 2014

     Mama was running to the store  for some cheese to make nachos, whatever that is for dinner.  Harve was standing in the doorway, telling her good bye when his phone rang.  He motioned for Mama to go on, but she waited to see who it was.  There he stood, with the backdoor to the garage and the garage door open.  No one was paying any attention to me.  I slipped out between the cars and headed next door.

     “Gigi is out” Harve yelled, telling who he was talking to he’d have to call them back.

     Mama got out of the car and headed towards me.  Now, she knows that is not the thing to do.  I  love a good “catch me if you can” and so I started down the yards, just out of her reach.

     She went back and got into her car, coming down the street after me.  She had lost track of me and wasn’t sure which way I turned at the end of the street.  She guessed left, and there I stood.  Right in the middle of the road.  I turned and saw her and realized “I’ve been caught”.  She turned her car to block off the street.  As she  turned the car around to go back home,   I kept going around and around it waiting for it to stop.  When she got it headed back towards home, she opened the door and said “Get in!”. It only took a brief second for me to decide to run for it.

     Back up the street I ran, just as fast as I could go.  Boy it felt good to stretch out my legs and feel the wind in my face.  She drove along side of me to make sure I kept going home.  As I got there, Harve reached out and grabbed my collar.  “Busted”.  He held on tight


and led me back into the garage and into the house.

     Mama turned her car around and went to the grocery store.  Harve put the garage door down.

     I stretched out on the cool tile and breathed really hard for a few minutes.  Mayflower just stood there looking at me, shaking her head, and I’m sure IMG_0762wondering –  What was I thinking?  I’m getting too old to be doing this.  I’ll be ten the end of July and the Texas heat is pushing 90 degrees.  I could have had a heat stroke.

Ya, but that run really felt good.  The ole girl still has it.


Author: Suzanne Wagstaff-Gibson

Suzanne Wagstaff-Gibson is the owner of Gigi, Mayflower, Bear, Moonbeam and Jiffy. Her writings are based on the lives of her dogs. All of the photographs in the books are taken by her. She lives with her husband, Erwin Harve Gibson, Sr. in McKinney, Texas.

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