This morning he decided to dash to the curb and go around the large garbage can someone had left on the sidewalk. That unfortunately put the can between him and me, and when he closed the loop he knocked over the can, sending recyclables everywhere -- mostly plastic bottles but plenty of aluminum cans. This made what is known as a Loud Noise, which startled Izzy, who decided to put a couple of miles between himself and the source of the noise. I, caught by surprise, still had the leash in my hand, which suffered a small laceration between the ring finger and the pinky as the slack zipped through. It was too dark to see how much blood was unleashed (ha) but there was some.
After restoring order, putting all the stuff back in the garbage can, we returned home -- of course, all this happened at the point of the circle farthest from our house. But we made it, and the injury was not too bad. However, it was a perfect way to start a very busy day, and I mean that dripping with as much sarcasm as I can muster.
Help me, Obi Mr. Coffee! You're my only hope!
2 comments:
It seems to be too dark (at the moment) for others to be out with their pooches, so at least it's quiet time with the terrorists. Except for the darn squirrels.
rbj13
I see the same guy walking his dog in the dark almost every morning, so there's a few of us. But I've found the squirrels are a much bigger distraction during daylight hours.
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