In the Bag

I find myself constantly caught in the same situation: We walk to Charmers as a foursome and Justin decides to stay and do some work. Now the group of three attempts to walk home except the dogs refuse to leave because we are missing the Daddy. I can usually tug Bones along but Geordi puts on the super brakes and then it is game over for me. At this point Justin is watching us through the window (thoroughly enjoying himself) as I a huff and puff in frustration. Today Justin suggested I put Geordi in my whole foods canvas bag. Bingo! I carried my heavy puggie all the way home and laughed every time we passed a reflective window to find Geordi hanging out of my bag in pure embarrassment.