I'm Gonna Do It

I don't know where Lilah gets it from, but she is so damn mischievous!

Seeing as how the weather in Los Angeles was delightfully warm, we took the opportunity to give the dogs a much needed bath. I swear, the water running off of them was grey... But that's not the focus of this story.

Because they were clean finally, I didn't want either of them rolling around in whatever weird scents they find outside or romping around in damp dirt. Lilah and Ritter were still drying off and therefore not wearing their collars, so I decided to make a slip leash using the loop handle of the leash.

Lilah, being the way that she is, always has to go first. So I took her out on the leash and left Ritter inside. Like a good girl, she immediately did her business. Unfortunately though, I wasn't paying attention and had a little too much slack on the leash. Yes, she slipped it.

And you know when a little kid is poised to do something naughty right in front of you, despite your backless threats of "don't do it" hanging ominously in the air between the two of you? Yeah, it was just like that. Lilah got into that front low crouch, readying herself to lunge to one side or another should I attempt to grab her. It's also the same posture she takes right before rolling around on the ground.

"Don't do it, Lilah. Don't you do it."

But I could read her exact thoughts from the look in her eyes. "I'm gonna do it! I'm gonna do it!"

We went back and forth for a good minute or two.

And right between "don't" and "do it," well, she did it, driving the side of her face and body against the ground. When I tried to pick her up, she rolled onto her back and twisted. Horrified, I jumped backwards, hoping it'd draw her out of the roll. She pranced around me immediately after. Lilah can be such a pain in the ass.