That is too funny!! Penelope is just a spaz when we go out, nothing too crazy, just wanting to run and jump everywhere, being a puppy! Lily on the other hand, when we are out with her and we stop to talk to someone who also has a dog, if we aren't paying attention to Lily she'll start humping the persons dog. She's just really happy. :) A nice embarassing moment for me would be the time I was coming up to a stopsign and saw a guy I liked parked in a lot off to the right. I was staring and waving at him - smiling all big and purdy and WHAM! I slammed into the back of the car already stopped at the stopsign. Nobody was hurt, I wasn't going that fast, but the dude and his friend started cracking up. The lady got out of the van I hit and chewed me out. Which I deserved cause I wasn't paying attention. It was awful.
Kirby and Hoover are so embarrassing to take anywhere together, that we almost never do. We went into Petsmart not too long ago (before Lola) and Kirby was like a starved dog looking for loose kibbles under all of the shelves and Hoover peed on everything and pulled so hard to get to the next thing to pee on. They're not "bad" in the stores, just so embarrassing. People look at us like we never feed them. One time, they even got into a spat over who was going to eat the kibble. *sigh* They make us so proud... My husband was mortified and said "never again".
I did the "walk of shame" myself last summer at a high school reunion. I was wearing my cute new short dress, & went to talk with the Karaoke person for a while. I didn't realize that there was a step up to where she was. I turned around to go back to my own table, missed the step and fell flat on my face right in front of a group of guys! One of the guys tried to break my fall with his foot. I was ok, just shook up and embarrassed. When I got back to my table & explained to the guy I was with (my furkids Uncle G), he kind of whispered & said "Ah, you were wearing underwear, weren't you?" I replied "Yes, of course". Then the rest of the evening, guys kept coming up to me and asking if I was all right. Oh, the shame of it all!!!!! And I hadn't been drinking at that point either.
Our walk of shame occurred last summer during a Pet Fest at the local co-op when Ernest decided during his photo shot to take off running. Up around the building, down the back side, up a hill with me following behind saying T stop. Finally, these two kids caught him. I soooo wanted to kill him. And when he did his business in front of the check out at the Petsmart. Dad says he was telling them how he feels about their services.
As for me-- TP on the shoe at the IHOP. And the manager walking around me attempting to step on it and get it off my foot. Finally, I said--I GOT IT! My friend Amy was literally laying on the benches doubled over laughing. There are so many "Moments of Grace" in my life...too many to mention.
Like Mama T, I have lots of those moments of shame. In the recent past, Deuce tried to hump my neighbor's one-year old daughter. That was pretty mortifying. Funny too! My own personal walks of shame include my skirt falling off when I was a freshman in high school. It was one of those wrap arounds. I had a bodysuit on, but I was chubby and it wasn't pretty! LOL!!!!
Oh my gosh....where do I start....I was working in downtown Indy and rode to work with 4 men in the "Eastside Carpool". I was forever grabbing stuff out of the dryer, putting it on, and flying out the front door to catch the carpool. After parking the car, we were walking across the park at Pennsylvania and New York Sts...I felt something around my ankle...it was a nylon stocking coming out of the bottom of my pant leg....the harder I pulled, the longer it became, but, of course, wouldn't come out. I was so embarrassed...people were honking, staring, and the carpool guys had to sit on the parkbenches, they were laughing so hard. I ended up stuffing it in my shoe until I got to work. Then there was the time my underwear slid right down to my ankles while waiting for my dad to come out of church standing in the parking lot. My mom used to buy the cheapest underpants and you needed a roadmap to get in the darn things with all the holes....and then....and then.....'nuff said.
When I was still in diapers, my mom and I were shopping at Washington Square. She took me in the dressing room, so that she could try on some stuff, and I proceeded to take off my pants and diaper, and pooped on the floor. God only knows why. I don't remember it, but my mom brings it up all the time.
Once at For the Love of Dogs Bakery, Perl started snarfing dog biscuits right out of the big clay pots. So when I bought some, I measured a pound's worth and put three back. Oh, and then Beau once cold-nosed a charity-beggar going door-to-door and tried to eat the kid's candy, but the whole thing seemed like a scam, so I was proud of him. I do remember, when growing up, that our scottie killed Governor Whitcomb's schnauzer. As for me, I've never done anything all that embarrassing, unless you count the time I nearly got arrested. It wasn't even in this country. It was just a minor misunderstanding with 150 Mexican policemen. They weren't even wearing badges. They said "Badges? We don't need no stinkin' badges!"
This is why mom never lets me buy anything off the bottom shelf at Petsmart! It may have been peed on! ;)
dreya on Feb 11 at 08:36 AM