The day was bright and sunny. We were off to get hay with Stormy in the backseat and Solomon in the front. With a quick stop for a mocha latte , one with whip one without, and two dog biscuits, we were on our way. We pulled into our friendly neighborhood drive thru feed store and were met with candy bars and two more dog biscuits. We loaded the hay and were on our way. There is nothing a goatgirl likes better than riding in a truck with her honey, two dogs, a mocha latte and a load of hay in the back. Pure heaven.
We get home and I jump out to open the gate. Hubby drives through and jumps out by the large cedar tree and ducks behind it. Seems the large mocha latte was taking effect. As he stood behind the tree taking care of business he heard a familiar click. He knew that was the sound of the door of his truck.....locking. He came around the tree to find Solomon, grinning from ear to ear, standing on the lock button. Engine running and all of our keys, mine included, in the truck.
We spent the next ten minutes trying to get him to step on the button and unlock it. If you held a leaf or stick up to the window in just the right spot he would come over to look and would walk on the button. He just relocked it about 10 times and then got bored and jumped up on the console, turned around twice and laid down. I decided to run over to my neighbor's house and get my house key that she keeps and get in the house. I knew I had a keyless entry for the truck in there.
But by the time I got back the truck was parked by the hay shed ready to unload. Seems Hubby did get Solomon to stand on the window button, and once triggered, unrolled the window. What a guy. What a dog.
It was a perfect day.