She is a friendly dog. And very enthusiastic.
She loves everyone. She thinks every person is her friend. She gives each visitor to our house -- be it beloved family member, dishwasher repairman, or political canvasser -- a warm Jenny-greeting, complete with vigourous tail-wagging, overall body-wiggling, some dog-kisses if possible, and maybe a play-bow or two .
But earlier this week . . . her friendliness reached an entirely new level.
The other day, Jenny and I were out checking the garden near my driveway. We do not have an "invisible fence," but Jenny is very good at sticking with me -- staying in the yard and controlling her instinct to run.
As we were busy in the garden, I could see a car approaching on the road.
For some unknown (and unusual) reason, Jenny got very excited and alert . . . and waggy. . . as she watched the car approaching.
When the car parked at the house across the street -- a house that was recently sold and vacated, I might add -- Jenny bolted across the street (despite my commands that she SIT. STAY. COME.).
As the driver (a man we have never seen before) got out of his car, Jenny nearly knocked him over with wagging and greeting and licking.
And then. . . quicker than I could dash across the street to grab her . . .
SHE LEAPED INTO HIS CAR through the open door!!!!
(Where there were two shrieking children, unaccustomed to dogs!!!)
Yes. Turns out this car was full of my new neighbors. And Jenny. . . became the first neighbor they met.
I guess you could call her . . . the Welcome Waggin'. . .
And although new-neighbor Mike was very gracious and kind about the Jenny-welcome, I was mortified. (And his kids. . . well, they may be scarred for life!)