On our way home from St. George, Dash was doing the potty dance about four exits from home.  He couldn’t wait…and we all knew it.  We pulled off the freeway and found a bush.  He quickly relieved himself, and we drove off until someone yelled STOP!!!!  I stopped to see what the urgency was about, and Navy said that Pippi’s beloved bear “Elsa” was on the ground.
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When we went back, Pippi was APPALLED to see Elsa face down in Dash’s urine.
Classic Dash.
We were all laughing so hard that it was making Pippi madder and madder.   Poor Pips.  But how can you help but laugh, when we literally all said to him ten times to make sure that nothing fell out of our road-trip full car!  He was sure it hadn’t, but Navy was smart enough to doubt him and double check.
Dash apologized profusely to Pippi, but she wasn’t having it.
This one might take some time.