My Adventures of Chasing My Dog - Funny20:27 Apr 12 2020
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It was just like any other day, I had settled into my chair at the computer, trying to figure out if I wanted to check email, Facebook, or Instagram. Then I heard the horrible high pitch words ‘Domino No, Domino come back.’ I jumped up from my chair, without hesitation, for I knew Domino had escaped out the front door.
Tearing down the stairs with leaps and bounds, yelling get out of my way, I took off running like I was a participate of a relay race, out the front door, spotting the little devil heading up the street towards the cul de sac that has an opening to the neighborhood the Sheriff has warned us is up to no good.
Mind you, I have no shoes on, I am wearing leopard pj pants, and a black pj tank top with a picture of a leopard, hair’s a mess, yelling ‘Domino get your butt back here, I ain’t loosing you today.’ That dog, can run, let me tell you, but like all dogs, he must mark his territory. So, I was able to get the upper hand, and gain some closure on him, as he had sprayed his tinkle on the ground all over the place.
So here were are, up new some neighbors’ home, across the way, a neighbor is working on his motorcycle, I am screaming my head off, afraid that my baby doll is going to go for gold, and run behind the fence into the twilight zone and right before the open fence, my boy, stops to do a dump. Yup, so I take my diminished energy, and pounce like I was a feline on the hunt for her pray.
Got his tail, then I tackled – looked like I was going to win this WWE championship! Had him pinned down, my exposed limbs planted in the mud, trying to grasp his collar. If a referee was there, I know we would have gotten to 10 seconds. (The belt would have been mind.) But alas, I was having issues getting my hand grasped around his collar.
So, like a good ol’ girl, acting like “I can’t do it,” I starting screaming my head off for help, hoping Mr. Motorcycle neighbor would come to the rescue, seriously all I needed was an extra 40 seconds. But alas this dude didn’t come and for craps sake, my damn dog, he’s got some muscles! He managed to throw me off of him!
Yeah, how you like that, I had him pinned and then all of sudden, with a blink of the eye, I am lying in the mud, a WTF look on the face, and he’s off and running like a fool. He didn’t even look back to see if I was okay! What nerve!
Luckily, he ran towards the house, into the next cul de sac … and unlike his muscular power, he lacked strategy … he ran into a lot of land that was just being built upon. It had 3 1/2 of its plot outlined with rebar and black plastic solid fencing. He was trapped in there with me, and two other people, he tried to escape but the plastic fencing was just too high for him to jump over and with a SUV blocking the only egress, he was doomed. And frankly he knew – he sat down on the concrete slab, and waited for one of us to come over and put the leash on him!
The joy run was over for him.
Summary/Lesson – Don’t go running on pavement with no shoes on – at least slip into some flips, and try to wear something that is decent for the public, even when it’s an emergency, and know when this happens, you will need a shower or two afterwards. And without a doubt, don’t underestimate the power/strength of your dog. And when you think you are a WWE super star; remember you didn’t train for it and you will fail.
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