I have to share my story about the day I met Cesar Millan. For all of you who don't know who he is, tune in to the National Geographic Channel on Fridays at 7pm. He is also known as the Dog Whisperer. On his show, he rehabilitates dogs and trains humans. He can make any dog a good dog. He is the Dog Whisperer.

Anyway, I found out that Cesar was coming to town by surfing on his website. I called my dad and said June 2nd we're going to go meet Cesar. Right away we were both totally excited. I was telling people that I was going to go meet him (most people had no idea who I was talking about) and even got a baby sitter for the day. My dad and I arrived about an hour and a half before it started. We got to meet a lot of nice people and their dogs. There were probably about three hundred people ahead of us. So we were pumped.

Eventually we made it inside Petco. We anxiously waited for our fifteen seconds with Cesar. I counted the people in front of me. Only four more before it was my turn. I kept thinking about what I was going to say and that I wanted to shake his hand. I couldn't wait to shake his hand! If by this point you haven't realized it, I am a big fan of Cesar's. I just think he is an amazing man with a very special talent. Just as I was playing it out in my mind...my phone rings. It was Nathaniel. Perfect timing. I answered the phone. "Hi honey. Boy did you ever call at a bad time." Nathaniel said he could let me go and I said not a chance. i told him what I was doing and why he called at a bad time, but I decided to stay on the phone with him.

The National Geographic rep takes my book to give to next gal and then to Cesar so he could sign it. I look at the guy and say "I'm on the phone with my husband who is in Iraq."

Finally its my turn to meet Cesar. The lady handing him the books says, "She's on the phone with her husband in Iraq." Cesar looks up and says, "Really?" I said, "Yeah." Next thing I know is Cesar is standing up and taking the phone out of my hand to talk to Nathaniel!!! How cool is that? Cesar Millan stood up to talk to my husband. He actually blew off one of the National Geographic guys who told him to move it along just to talk to my husband. Wow. What a nice guy I thought.

Wait a minute!!! My husband talked to Cesar. Not me. I never got to shake his hand. I stood a foot away from Cesar and all I said was "Thank you, Cesar." His respose, "No, Thank you." My husband jipped me out of my fifteen seconds with Cesar Millan.

Ok, so I didn't get to shake his hand. Yeah I'm bummed, but I thought it was a really great experience and I'm glad Nathaniel called when he did. Maybe I'll just have to fly out to LA and visit his Psychology Center for Dogs and shake his hand then.

Oh and one more thing. A news paper reporter noticed my encounter with Cesar and questioned my dad about it. So I might be in the Woodbury paper tomorrow. Yay.