Time to do some catchup on the first days of moving to California. I had taken the human out for a walk around midnight. Everything smelled so good. We were new together.... life was looking good.
Humans, you may recall, can forget to plan ahead. It's not really their fault, just their kit, "clothing" they call it, is always changing. Although I'd done some earlier patrolling that evening, we needed to go out really late so the human grabbed a long pink velour bathrobe and a long pink raincoat, putting her back paws in some bright orange beach shoes. It was raining. I'd done my job (see earlier post about leadership). And we'd practiced formation, with my staying close to those shoes so she'd feel protected. We were on the way back to the den/house when my human started to lose focus.
The street is great. No traffic most hours... full of blind curves and not a shortcut to anywhere. Narrow too. My kinda street. My human stopped paying attention at that last blind curve near our den. Totally beautiful since she never even carries a flashlight. Some of us enjoy night and curse the streetlights, not the dark.
Well, guess what. There was another dog with his human surprising us! He was glad to see me. I was glad to see him. Unfortunately, my human wasn't sure, if she noticed at all, so when I went to meet him she didn't let go of the leash. It's about 8 ft. long. I picked up speed by the time the end was reached, with my employer horizontal to the ground. It sure was funny! Wish I could show you a picture.
Beethoven said that the first best thing of life was love, the second, surprises! Taking the gal waterskiing was fun.
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Bandit you need to take of the human or who else is going to open those cans of yummy food for you... (funny story though)
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