Dog in disgrace

Bobby has found his escape route from the garden, and today he excelled himself. We thought ach he will not go anywhere if we are out there with him but with the stealth of a WW11 prisoner of war he snuck over the fence and was off. After playing foxes and chickens with us in the street. He shot off down a lane out if sight. I went off with the lead and his favourite teddy to follow his familiar walking route but unbeknown to us there was a dog show happening in the wee park , well the rest of the story would best be done as an animation with Benny Hill music but he was eventually caught and handed over, both of us in complete disgrace, but only one of us aware enough to understand the need for head hanging and apologies. Then just as I was picking my head back up and taking a calming breath Bobby stopped right in the middle of the entrance gate and took up the pose of the defecating dog forcing me to stand and wait under the scrutiny of about 100 responsible dog owners, all watching for me to produce the Poo bag and clean up. But of course having dashed out the house I had failed to stuff some in my pocket and had to face the ultimate humiliation of asking one of the perfect ones if they could look a bit further down their nose and into their bag and be so kind as to give me a poo bag. Bobby is now in solitary confinement and I am having a wee lie down.