Profanity, parenting, puppies, and public places

My youngest son and I went to Pet Camp today to pick up our dog, who'd been boarded there for the last few days. (Pet Camp ROCKS, by the way ... highly recommended.)

Our dog is high-spirited and energetic, and that's an understatement! She came racing out to greet us, barking for joy and wagging her tail so hard I was afraid she'd sprain something. With the help of a Pet Camp staffer, we wrestled her into her collar and got the leash on.

With my (high-spirited and energetic) son leading the way, we headed for the door. The dog was pulling me all over the place, and it was all I could do to stay on my feet ... and here it needs to be said that the dog is only 35 pounds, and I'm a woman of Formidable Heft.

Just as we got to the door, and my son was reaching for the handle, the dog gave a tremendous yank, and I dropped the leash. As I bent down to pick it up, my purse fell out of my hand and poured out all over the floor!

Without thinking, I said "CRAP!!!" and bent down to retrieve all the junk from the floor.

My son, following my good parenting example, yelled "CRAP!!!" as loud as he possibly could. And that's pretty loud.

Although I was still bent over, I could feel the disapproval of the other people in the place. We got out of there fast!