“The reason a dog has so many friends is
that he wags his tail instead of his tongue.”
Anonymous
I
just got yelled at, or rather we just got yelled at, first thing in the
morning, and I’m so mad I kept quiet.
Sometimes I miss the old me.
BC’s
part Border Collie, and will, on occasion, bolt, and there’s no stopping
her. Squirrels are a particular
favorite. That becomes a problem when
someone else is walking their well-behaved dog, and today it was a couple, each
with some black dog about her size.
I
hollered; I used the sport whistle kept in my pocket for such occasions, useless. I carry a walking stick and I’m making my way
through the land-mines of gopher holes to get over to them. One of their dogs was making a defensive racket;
I didn’t have on my prescriptions, which is why I didn’t see them to begin
with, but knowing BC she’d be wagging her tail, waiting for the sniff-fest to
come.
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“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” I shouted when I
got within shouting distance.
“They’re
supposed to be on a leash,” the woman barked as I secured BC.
“You’re
right; I’m sorry.” I totally understand
how unnerving it can be to have a strange dog come bounding towards you, no
matter how cute, which I’d have said if given half a chance.
“I
rest my case,” she replied as she flipped her hand and walked away.
So
what the hell was she, a lawyer? The
next time I run into a similar so-and-so, I hope I’ll (calmly) reply something along
the lines of,
“I
agreed with you and said I was sorry.
But in polite society it’s not necessary to be snotty about it. I feel sorry for your husband.”
And
I KNOW that would have gotten her goat ‘cause she knows secretly he’d be
agreeing with me.
Been
there, done that. Usually dog owners are
nice, but there are more and more who are using them simply as arm candy. I’ve seen beautiful purebreds
paraded in pairs through RV parks like it’s the Westminster Dog Show. And those Lap Dogs carried around in
oversized purses? Please.
Ah…I
feel SO much better; thanks.
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