Yesterday, my favorite brother and sister-in-law stopped at Mom’s on their way back to Fort Wayne from Tennessee. Scott was one of three speakers at the Country Music Hall of Fame to remember his friend, Joe Bonsall, of the Oak Ridge Boys, and help launch his book, “I See Myself.”
I couldn’t leave Hugo alone loose in the house so I put him in his crate and set-up a camera to keep an eye on him. It was a good thing I did.
Gone no more than 10-minutes, I checked the camera and watched as he pulled the carpet runner into the crate and was jerking it… rocking the whole thing. By the time I got back home, he’d worked the bottom tray out. A small hole in the Ruggable rug pad was the only real damage. Poor lil dude is terrified of being alone and follows me every step I take.
I moved the crate to a different room without a rug underneath and back to Mom’s I went.
We took a few photos and they were all awful.
Crazy to think that’s the best of the batch. But there’s good news! Little Hugo survived the crate for about 30-minutes before Perry rescued him. And then he had to go out in a torrential downpour that would’ve washed him away without a human to supervise. This dog… oh my…
Now you know: The Oak Ridge Boys famous song, “Elvira,” is not about a woman. It’s about a street in Madison, Tennessee.