Friday, January 11, 2013
An Annoying Walk
I usually think of myself as being mild mannered, like Clark Kent, reporter. I attribute this to having very little fire in my astrological chart but maybe I'm just lazy. Cody and I daily walk the 5 mile perimeter of the Fair Grounds. Cars aren't allowed on the far side and the scenery is rather wild and spooky, like the picture above. Very few people, too.
As we were walking along that stretch, I saw 2 large black labs come running toward us. Dogs usually just want to sniff and say hi to Cody but these 2 were barreling straight toward me. Bam! They both hit me with running force, almost knocking me down on the snowy ice. I could see they meant no harm but were just untrained dogs that wanted to play, as I let out a little scream each time they jumped up on me with their full weight.
Then I saw a man walking toward me but on the other side of the old race track fence...... JUST MOSEYING AND TALKING ON HIS CELL PHONE. Suddenly my Clark Kent mild manner dissolved, as if Clark had seen Lois Lane kissing Batman. I'm still being pummeled by jumping dogs, leaving paw prints all over my jacket and I'm fighting to stay on my feet.
By now I was like any Montana bar-room fighting Floozy.
"Get off your %$(*&@! phone and call your dogs."
He kept on talking and paid me no mind.
I repeated my un-ladylike command, even louder this time as my arms and legs were flailing to keep my balance.
I heard him say to someone on the phone, " I have to go now. I'll call you back."
Upon putting his phone away, he said, "What's your problem?"
Duh......The dogs, still jumping on me, "Get your &^$#*% dogs off me. I'm 83 and I don't want to be knocked down."
He finally called his dogs who were obviously having more fun jumping on me than minding him.
He then said, "If you're 83 maybe you shouldn't be here."
Oh boy, what an idiot, jerk, imbecile....we walk there every day and I've never run into an amoeba like him. I yelled at him, "Maybe you shouldn't own dogs if you're not intelligent enough to train them. My dog isn't jumping on you!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Cody was just sitting in the snow, probably thinking, I'm the good one.
His dogs finally went to him and he was still muttering as Cody and I hurriedly walked on and I'm thinking that I should be careful what I say to strangers in this remote area........ he could be a serial killer or an axe murderer. And ladies don't use language like that either, right? .........but I'm still here to post another day.