zondag 21 september 2008

The black Sunday…

It was suppose to be such a nice Sunday afternoon…
I went with Fuyo to the park, and instead of relaxing walk we got the chain reaction of the accidents. The park was full of people on the bikes, children, walking couples, old ladies, and the runners. Normally, deserted place today was full of noise and distractions.

So what actually happened was that the lady fell down on the bicycle because of Fuyo playing with another dog. The screaming and crying girl run and hide by her parents because Fuyo had barked at her and wanted to play. And when eventually I found the place in the middle of the forest, far from paths, children and bickers, the place where we could play with the ball, the grandma with 7 years old appeared thru the trees. Fuyo started to bark and behave tough, ready to “protect” us…

What can you do when your walk with the dog became the down hill journey? You take the dog on the lash, say to every one to back off and you go home watch TV.

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