Election Day and Dusty

Last Tuesday evening Double D and I hopped in the car and headed off to cast our vote in the latest election. Even though it was a local election Dusty learned, no ID, no vote. But he was a trooper and hung with me while I cast mine so I gave him my, “I Voted” sticker.

Being filled with civic pride we headed back out to the car deciding to take a quick trip to the local cheeseburger and fries establishment, it only took about 10 seconds to decide what we wanted. The usual, cheeseberger, no onion, no pickle and just a tad of salt on the fries and a big Coke! And, 2 straws!

Driving home I’m thinking a little Old Crow Medicine Show music would be nice. The first song was Wagon Wheel, with windows rolled down, the smell of fresh cheeseburgers and fries and the stereo blasting, we’re cruising. Wagon Wheel is a really great song and… I join in, taking the high tenor part.

I check the rear view and wonder if or when Double D will join in? He’s heard the song before so, why isn’t he singing? Mmm, looks like he’s distracted or maybe has a case of stage fright. As we get closer to home his ears are back and he lookin around. Ok, maybe my singing isn’t quite as good as I think it is and I’ve embarrassed him in front of his neighborhood friends. Rolling up the windows and turning the stereo down we arrive home.

Getting out of car, I grab dinner and open the back door. Dusty jumps out of the car and quickly heads towards the house. I’m feeling bad, I can just imagine how he feels, nothing worse than being embarrassed by your folks. With my head down I dig for the keys to house when a large white streak of a dog flies by me headed for the large tree in the front yard, where he promptly relieves himself.

I’m relieved it wasn’t my singing causing his angnst, but the call from nature.