Archive for March 2013
today’s WTF moment provided by… Spring.
Somebody has been enjoying the warm, spring day.
Somebody has been out in the backyard soaking up the sun.
Somebody has been rolling in the grass and running through the mulch.
Who could it be? You’ll never guess!
Miss D is absolutely covered in grass. The comb doesn’t do a damn thing to remove it; neither does vigorous rubbing or shaking. But rolling around on the carpet seems to work. Quite well. Too well in fact. Sigh. I’m off to vacuum the carpet.
Hmmmm…the vacuum. I wonder…?
No, probably shouldn’t vacuum the dog. Oh, well. It was a thought.
Who, me?
I don’t know what you’re talking about
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Miss D, what do you think about March Madness?
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Miss D is exhausted. And she should be. After all, she spent the entire morning chastising the black lab puppy next door. He seems to enjoy the morning jog, but doesn’t seem all that impressed by Miss D. He ended the session by lifting his leg and peeing on the fence. 🙂 Miss D was sooooooo mad!
It being such a beautiful spring day, we went for a short walk around the neighborhood. Miss D walked like a drunkard. If I moved my hips as much as she did when I walk, I would have some tight, rock hard abs! She was panting up a storm and walking very slowly but when we got home, she caught her second wind and chased that dang puppy some more. And now, having earned it, she has decided to take a little nap.
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You know, seeing Miss D go a little off her rocker when we pass another dog on our walks is scary. Seeing a German shepherd with the same reaction to Miss D? TERRIFYING!!!
Thank goodness for alert owners. We both saw each other and instinct told me to cross the street and put some distance between us. They’re clearly training just as we are. Usually, I would call this a teachable moment. I stood in front of Miss D, taking a “don’t even think about messing with me” stance and puffing out my chest to display confidence.
Then the dog lunged toward us, his leash cracking like a whip, and all I could think was, “How far is it to the emergency vet from here?”
Thankfully, the shepherd’s owner had a strong hold on the dog’s thick, leather leash. Just the one lunge and the owner reacted, forcing his dog into a sitting and then a prone position before finally letting him up and continuing on his way. Miss D and I decided to walk in the opposite direction for a little while longer. 🙂
When we finally did turn around and head home, my heart was still pounding and my hands were shaking. I kept thinking what might have been and being grateful for thick-soled mud boots and thick woolen coats. It took everything I had to feign confidence and walk rather than run home!
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