So yesterday after my husband left from our visit to see Mommy at work Lady and Gracey were bouncing around in the back of the Jeep on the way home when along came a convertible Corvette with its radio on really loud. At the stop light on the Beltline, the radio blarred this awful (at least Lady thought) rapp music. She bolted from behind Daddy to the other side of the Jeep in 2 steps, shoved her head through the window and barked twice at the Corvette Driver. He took one look at her and turned his radio down.
Apparently, Lady is not a conesuer of Rapp music.