On Saturday Perfect Husband and myself had just finished our food shopping expedition at Walmart, and I was leaving with mixed feelings because I had spotted a woman who was the absolute spitting image of Beth (wife of Dog the Bounty Hunter) and hadn't been able to snap a photo because she had spotted me lurking behind the macaroni, staring at her backcombed blonde curls, drawn on eyebrows and 3 inch fake nails. As we drove through the carpark we suddenly saw a small black dog in a blue jacket that was hurtling towards us from our right. Chasing behind him was an old lady who had obviously not been quick enough to prevent her beloved pet from making a break for freedom. Perfect Husband screeched to a halt and we watched in horror as the little dog kept on running, straight into the path of an oncoming car which hadn't seen it. The car made contact with the unfortunate little fellow, apparently clipping its back leg. Perfect Husband leapt out of our car as the small dog got up and limped towards its owner. He explained that it had been hit (our car was blocking her view) and she MUST get it checked. We were both in shock as we drove away, I really hope the lady took that poor little dog to the vet, and I hope it's just bruised and nothing more.
Then last night I had to call Animal Control about the Wolf Dog that belongs to the people who live two doors away from us. I say 'belongs to' and not 'lives with' because the poor thing never seems to be in the house with them, but either roaming the streets unattended (sometimes our garden) or sitting on top of a boat they have in their driveway, looking thoroughly fed up. In the last 2 months I have seen this dog wandering loose in the neighbourhood 4 times, either in our garden, in other people's gardens, or following me down the road. Much as I love my own little dog, I don't generally like dogs I don't know, especially big dogs, and when it followed me down the road last night that was enough for me. So, a warning will be sent to the owners and we shall see what effect it has. Personally I would like to see this dog taken away from them and given to someone who will actually love it and let it into their house; I don't see the point of having a pet and then making it live outside all the time. I'll let you know what, if anything happens.
Meanwhile, the final piece of pet madness was seeing the lady on the bus with her tiny black dog again; it was sitting on her lap, snoozing happily with its eyes half closed when she suddenly produced a black drawstring bag (the kind we used to put our PE kit in at school) popped the little dog in it, drew it closed and got off the bus with the dog completely enclosed in it, not even its head poking out of the top. I don't know if she was off to the cinema and just didn't want to buy two tickets, or if she was trying to sneak it into somewhere else it shouldn't have been, but I don't feel putting a dog in a bag is exactly a comfortable way for it to travel.
So please people, if you're going to share your life with a dog, or in fact an animal of any kind, please be good and kind to that animal, and treat it with love, care and respect.
Dogs should not be running round the streets unattended, under cars, or in bags.
I will leave you with a collage of my own delightful Bindi, making herself a nice cosy nest......
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