Thursday, December 2, 2010

My Encounter with a Savage Beast

Well, maybe savage beast is a little too strong for a 40-pound mutt with half its fur, but friendly, it was not.

One of my new strategies for staying active as an old person is to schedule in a quick walk or yoga session each day. It’s also a way to break up my endless hours staring at a computer screen. Since I love cooler weather and today was one of the first cool days in Raleigh, I thought I’d stroll.


About half way up the street, a dog jumped out into the sidewalk and began growling, barking, sputtering, sliming, anything he could to keep me from passing by. This nasty fellow often catches me off guard. If he’s out, he leaps from this porch that is covered in fabric draperies (conveniently hiding him) and nearly bites my leg off. I hate this dog.

Today, instead of walking around him into oncoming traffic nearly dying a different type of death, I just turned and went home defeated.

I will likely not take that side of the street anymore. My route will change, but my quest will continue.

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