We Did Name her Rogue
Mondays I work a full day and teach a spin class in the late afternoon. On this day my son also needed to be at work a bit before my class began. As usual, we planned our day accordingly. About thirty minutes before we needed to leave the house our playful Great Dane, Rogue, decided to go on an adventure with our neighbors Husky’s. It’s not typical for our girl to take off so of course this caused immediate stress and anxiety. On top of knowing that we needed to leave shortly to make it to our commitments, the worse possible case scenarios were also whirling in my head; “what if she goes into the road?” “What if she gets into a fight with another dog?” “What if, what if…” and so on. My son and I spent a solid twenty minutes in pure panic, running around the house like lunatics in the 95-degree humidity. I was trying to call the cycling studio owner SOS and my calls were not going through. Realizing that this was completely out of my control, I took a deep breath and thought
