The Spawn had gone shopping with Grandma and Aunt so I was having some glorious time to myself. I decided shopping was definitely in order, and one of my favorite past times is thrifting. As I was happily driving along I noticed a man walking with a dog on the right side of the street, and a dog running by itself on the left side of the street. I was nervous, and rightly so- the lone dog darted out in the street in front of me, chasing after it's owner. I screeched to a halt and held my breath- I waited for the thud. I didn't know if it would come from behind or in front of me- and I was hoping for neither. I got so close to the dog, I couldn't see it as it went past me. And since I heard no thud, I assumed it made it- although I checked my mirrors to be sure. There it was, trotting happily next to that man. There was a van stopped behind me, and I desperately wanted to get out and assure him that I was not some crazy nutcase sitting in the middle of the road- didn't he see that dog run right in front of me? But I slowly drove off with a yucky feeling in the pit of my stomach. Demolishing that dog would have really put a dent in my afternoon, and probably not made the dog too happy either. Dogs off leashes are a common occurrence around here- in my neighborhood, at the park. The problem with that is that 1. it's dangerous (for the animal and for people- like my children) and 2. it's illegal here! I just don't understand. Let your dog run in your back yard- take it to the dog park- or just put a leash on it. It's not that complicated! I don't want to kill your dog. And, this is just a guess, but I assume that your dog does not want to be killed by me either. So, ladies and gentlemen, thank you for putting your damn dog on a leash.
End rant. Thank you.
It's called a leash- go buy one!