monochroma
Well-Known Member
I have a park right outside my back gate. It's very handy and Danny gets a jog around it 3 times a day, the times vary depending on when it's quiet. As usual, tonight he demanded his walk after my dinner so off we go. Not a dog to be seen and only a couple of kids playing football over by one of the goal posts. Nice and peaceful.
Isn't it amazing how a nice walk can be spoiled by stupid, inconsiderate people and their ill-trained dogs?
Half way round, a woman comes in with a teeny chihuahua that she promptly lets off the lead. Now, there's a contentious point as the park is a sports ground and there are signs at both entrances that say 'keep your dog on a lead at all times'. No one does apart from me and a few others and the piles of dog mess I have to dodge that are left by off-lead walkers is absurd. Anyway, back to the story.
This little rat, which I initally thought quite cute, proceeds to run up to on-lead Danny at full pelt which sends the stupid dog into fits of barking, spinning on the end of the lead complete with play bows and a tail wagging a million miles an hour. Understandably, the shortie stops about 8ft away from the great bouncing dolt and I try to lead the excitable idiot away while shouting at the woman to call her dog back please. Either she plays deaf or thinks it's funny because she just smiles and lets her dog trot along side the bouncing lunatic that I have now grabbed by the collar. I don't want Danny to play with something so small when he's in that mood, he's likely to break the poor mite by standing on it or something (he had his muzzle on).
So eventually another dog, a puggle I'm aquainted with, comes in and the little dog runs up to that one. Much more it's size. I carry on walking Danny without a hitch.
Nearing my gate I hear frantic yelling, some kind of shrill shrieking caused by the stupid woman who is still over the other side of the park. I turn to look, as you do, and there's the chihuahua hightailing it away from the puggle in hot persuit - both being chased by the woman. It didn't look like play from a distance. And then I see the chihuahua....leave the park. Now, there's a very short road that leads to the park and then a very busy main road. And the woman was quite far behind.
I hope she catches it. I have never seen the dog or the woman before, the dog looked quite young and seemed a bit nervous of the new place. I have to wonder about the mentality of the woman and the training of her dog. And I am absolutely pissed off about her not calling the dog back when Danny was getting distressed (even if all he wanted to was play with it - he can get rather boistrous).
All I want to do is have a nice peaceful walk in the evening. But thanks to increasingly more people with their disobedient dogs (and their inability to comprehend the council's rules) I am finding that very hard to do. Do I drop his evening walk in favour of two afternoon walks when people are at work? He only gets one long walk on sundays but what about saturdays? Bah. And people wonder why I'm antisocial.
Isn't it amazing how a nice walk can be spoiled by stupid, inconsiderate people and their ill-trained dogs?
Half way round, a woman comes in with a teeny chihuahua that she promptly lets off the lead. Now, there's a contentious point as the park is a sports ground and there are signs at both entrances that say 'keep your dog on a lead at all times'. No one does apart from me and a few others and the piles of dog mess I have to dodge that are left by off-lead walkers is absurd. Anyway, back to the story.
This little rat, which I initally thought quite cute, proceeds to run up to on-lead Danny at full pelt which sends the stupid dog into fits of barking, spinning on the end of the lead complete with play bows and a tail wagging a million miles an hour. Understandably, the shortie stops about 8ft away from the great bouncing dolt and I try to lead the excitable idiot away while shouting at the woman to call her dog back please. Either she plays deaf or thinks it's funny because she just smiles and lets her dog trot along side the bouncing lunatic that I have now grabbed by the collar. I don't want Danny to play with something so small when he's in that mood, he's likely to break the poor mite by standing on it or something (he had his muzzle on).
So eventually another dog, a puggle I'm aquainted with, comes in and the little dog runs up to that one. Much more it's size. I carry on walking Danny without a hitch.
Nearing my gate I hear frantic yelling, some kind of shrill shrieking caused by the stupid woman who is still over the other side of the park. I turn to look, as you do, and there's the chihuahua hightailing it away from the puggle in hot persuit - both being chased by the woman. It didn't look like play from a distance. And then I see the chihuahua....leave the park. Now, there's a very short road that leads to the park and then a very busy main road. And the woman was quite far behind.
I hope she catches it. I have never seen the dog or the woman before, the dog looked quite young and seemed a bit nervous of the new place. I have to wonder about the mentality of the woman and the training of her dog. And I am absolutely pissed off about her not calling the dog back when Danny was getting distressed (even if all he wanted to was play with it - he can get rather boistrous).
All I want to do is have a nice peaceful walk in the evening. But thanks to increasingly more people with their disobedient dogs (and their inability to comprehend the council's rules) I am finding that very hard to do. Do I drop his evening walk in favour of two afternoon walks when people are at work? He only gets one long walk on sundays but what about saturdays? Bah. And people wonder why I'm antisocial.
Some people seriously need a slap.
