Saturday, December 4, 2010
Cujo
Remember how I posted once about little dogs yipping at me when I'm out running? Well, this morning I was trotting around the neighborhood and a dog starts barking at me. It was kind of a medium sized dog so I start veering to the right to give it a wide berth. Next thing I know old Cujo has latched onto my pant leg. Having no bum to prevent the descent of my pants I had nearly a half-moon exposure going on! Dumb dog. I guess I should be glad I have only a hole in my pants and not in my leg.
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That is the positive way of looking at things. Bad Cujo. Perhaps some sort of defensive measures can be taken?
ReplyDeleteLeg guards? Taser? Karate Chop? What do you have in mind?
ReplyDeleteMan, I'd be absolutely furious (more so than my usual Mr.Furious). I've called animal control a ton of times on dogs that were running loose and barking. I've often said if one attempted to bite me I'd attempt to garrotte it with its collar. I hope the negligent owner pays a nice big fee to the pound.
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