My sister-in-law Leslie is a groomer and has a salon and boutique which is about an hour and twenty minutes from where we live. She mailed Karli a large package of clothes last week and all of the clothing items were a size small. Most of the items fit, but some were too large and some were too small.
My husband was at his parents yesterday, so yesterday afternoon I decided to take Karli to the boutique to exchange some of the clothes. While I was at the boutique, I bought Karli some additional clothes.
It was after dark when I started home, and on a whim I decided to take a shortcut to my parents home to visit them for a few minutes. They live in a very rural area and the shortcut to their house is a curvy, hilly, isolated road.
I get about twenty minutes into the backwoods and there's two state troopers with their lights on beside the road. I was thinking oh great - there's been a bad accident or they've stopped a violent criminal or something. It ended up being a regular traffic stop where the cops check your driver's license, car registration, etc.
I'm sitting in my car blinded by the trooper's two flashlights
and one of them says "Joy?!?!" I replied, "Yes sir, that's my name. . . ???" One of the troopers introduced himself. He was a football player when I was a cheerleader in high school. He asked about my little buddy in the crate in the back seat and shined the flashlight back there to check Karli out. He said he was a dog lover too and had two great danes and a saint bernard. He let me through the traffic stop without checking my driver's license or anything. I guess he figured the bottle of Dasani water in my console was the strongest thing he'd find in the car.I was nervous during the stop and I don't know why - I don't do drugs or even drink alcohol. I can imagine how uptight other people get when they're stopped. However, these tough guys might've discovered what a flippin' nut I am about my dogs if they had searched my car and found all the dog items in there. I had everything from a dog stroller to dog pajamas in my "possession".
Enquiring minds want to know 
Sarah
. I had it in the car and the officer was really nice about it. He just checked the registration and told me to put the sticker on and sent me on my way. The time it took me to pull over felt like an eternity. I was sure I hadn't been speeding or doing anything wrong! 
That is so funny about all the dog booty! Most people just don't understand that we need all that stuff for our babies! Thanks for making me laugh....I got called into work tonight and I was feeling sorry for myself.