Last night, my neighbor suggested that we go on a walk after dinner. The kind of walk that included a stop at our local eis cafe.
For some reason, during dinner Ashlyn could not stand being in our house for another minute. She started grabbing the backpack carrier (which we have only used one other time, weeks ago) and screaming "go, out." I was still eating and had every intention of finishing my meal. I did finish my meal as Ashlyn threw herself on the ground, "go, go, go!!!!" I then started getting Ashlyn ready and calling Heather to see if she still wanted to go, and could leave NOW.
Though Ashlyn and I had spent quite a bit of time walking around post with the stroller, Ranger hadn't been on a walk. So, though we were getting ice cream, I took Ranger with us. No big deal, we could eat outside at the eis cafe.
Shortly after walking pass the high school toward downtown, Ranger found something on the side of the road and started rolling in it. I pulled him out and we continued walking.
As we were approaching downtown, Ashlyn saw the eis cafe, put her arms in the air and said "Yeah, ice cream!" (She cheers a lot, "Yeah, eat!" "Yeah, outside!" "Yeah, home!") I was glad that we were actually going there. We realized at this time, though, that there weren't any tables outside the cafe. Oh, well, we could just get our ice cream and walk down the road a bit to a bench.
After we got out ice cream and sat down with it, we got a good whiff of Ranger. It was awful. We could hardly eat our ice cream with his stench. I tried keeping him as far away from us as possible, but he really smelled.
As we were eating, I felt a sprinkle, then a few more, then it just started to lightly rain. I decided that I could not handle having Ashlyn in the carrier and Ranger while eating my ice cream, so we sat in the rain eating. Ashlyn was all excited about the rain, and started dancing in circles. Then she started screaming (she thinks it is fun to scream. Sigh.), startling an older lady who was passing by. After Heather and I finished our cones, I put Ashlyn back in the carrier and wiped the ice cream dripping down her arm (yes, she would do better with a cup, but when I am eating a cone, she wants one, too.)
We started walking home. Shortly after leaving the main street, Ranger pooped on the sidewalk. Of course, this is not a big deal, really, but we just passed all of the trashcans that we were going to pass on this walk. He could have pooped anywhere else. Since I didn't have a stroller, I just had to carry the crappy bag with one hand, while holding the leash of the stinky dog with the other. Keep in mind that it is still raining, and I have a child on my back who is dripping ice cream onto my head. Oh, and Heather is also carrying her 6 week old baby. in the rain.
We walked out of the way to throw the poop away. I just couldn't stomach all of the nasty dog smells the rest of the way home.
At some point, Ashlyn dropped her cone, which I thought she would freak out about, but fortunately not.
When we were back to our house, I ran inside to get the dog shampoo and gave Ranger a cold bath from the hose on the lawn. Ashlyn thought it was great! She has never before witnessed a dog bath, since I usually do them while she is asleep or at hourly care.
I left the back carrier outside to clean up afterward, you know, ice cream dripping down and all that. Ranger started licking the ice cream. I put the carrier on the swing, so that he couldn't get to it. Great plan, but then he bumped the swing, knocking the sticky carrier into the dirt.
Then we all went night-night.