One of the nice things about the Indianapolis show comes when it’s all over, the booth is torn down, and the truck is packed – it only takes 2½ hours to get home. And trust me, it’s nice to put the key in the lock at 9:00 p.m. and see a friendly face and a wagging tail. But it only took seconds for Zoe’s attention to divert away from me . . .
. . . and to the bag of dog treats that came in the door with me, a gift from a customer at the show on Saturday. So I flipped the bag to Ryan and told him to put Zoe through her paces.
Wish I had a stop-action cell phone camera – at times Zoe was a couple of feet off the floor going after those bacon strips!
I also told Ryan about the autograph request on Saturday – he said I should make up a stamp with Zoe’s pawprint on it, which would surely draw more attention from our customers . . .
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