Dottie believed she owned a Cairn terrier, but that terrier owned her. Dottie would do anything for her little pumpkin. She quickly learned race walking when Dumpling would take off still on his leash after everything that moved and some things that didn’t. Dottie discovered she would meet new people when racing through the park. People wanted to meet her tiny munchkin. Even young children would shout, “Toto, Mommy!” And adults would say, “This brings back memories of sitting around the television once a year, watching Dorothy and the Cowardly Lion.” Then Dottie would be hurriedly drawn away, leaving her saying, “Awfully nice to have met you. We seem to have spotted a tree that may not be there in two minutes. You know how trees are apt to run off.” And when Dottie and Dumpling returned home, Dottie would always say, “You were counting, right? I’d hate to think we missed a tree.” And Dumpling would look romantically up at Dottie as if she was every bit a tree while Dottie looked down at her little kumquat. Life wasn’t dull for either of them. It’s just that Dottie believed she owned a Cairn terrier, but that terrier owned her.