Well away from where I'd tied her up and grinning like she was the world's smartest canine.
She obviously thought we were playing a game of hide and seek and bit through her lead so she could come and find me.
After muttering some expletives, I finished paying for the pegs and rushed outside to find Ella gone. I was looking frantically around the car park when a lady approached and asked if I'd lost my dog. "Yes!" I cried with relief. "Have you seen her?" "Um yes," the woman replied. "I just heard them put it over the speaker that there's a dog in the store."
My jaw dropped as I turned around to see Ella inside The Warehouse being escorted by a member of the public ... and security.
"Are you her mum?" Ella's rescuer asked. After a moment's hesitation (where I seriously considered denying all knowledge of the dog and owner), I reluctantly replied that I was.
"I think she was looking for you," the woman said with a chuckle. We quickly left the store with Ella's tail wagging enthusiastically and my head firmly down.
Thank goodness Ella bumped into a person who clearly likes dogs! And that she wasn't in the store long enough to find the tennis balls; had that happened, I'm sure I would never be welcomed back.
I think I might leave it awhile before my next visit as it is. And next time the dog can stay home!