6:20am....dark morning
Cars whiz down Washington Street.
Bug and Ike cross the street at the cross walk with human in tow. Ike is suddenly struck by a smell in the four feet of grass beside the sidewalk and before the house's/yard's retaining wall. Julie spots a human approaching. Out come the clicker and treats. Total attention on dogs. Through the focus we hear,
"Excuse me."
"Excuse me."
"EXCUSE ME."
Julie, turns, a quizzical look on her face, "Yeah?"
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"This is my house," says the lady walking to the train.
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"Good for you, " says Julie anticipating where this is leading.
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"This is my house," the lady repeats. "What are you doing?"
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Aggravated Julie replies, "Getting out of your way so my dog doesn't bite you - you see how he's barking? He's afraid of you."
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"This is my house," the lady repeats like a broken record.
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"Great, this is public domain, too."*
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And off she went to the train while Julie and the boys walked home plotting surreptitious dumps of dog crap late at night.
*Note: I actually contacted the town about this before after another run-in with a totally unhinged lady. Yes, I am a little unhinged too.
3 months ago
3 comments:
people are weird. Diana
Oyi! People are indeed weird
How frustrating! I'm amazed at how many people don't see really obvious signs that a dog needs more space. People are crazy.
(Hey, my word verification is "king." Ike just wanted that lady to know that kings sniff where they want.)
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