It's...An Odd Thing That Happened Today!
Well, apparently it has been a rough five days for relationships between dogs and owners in my area. Today, I was getting out of my car in front of my house, when I thought I heard some kind of angry shouting. As a little bit of background, my neighborhood is not really one for shouting.
I looked around for a moment, and a dog (not on a leash) was trotting up the street toward me. About fifty feet behind him, his owner, some college kid, was hurrying after him. As a little bit of background, my neighborhood is not really one for college kids.
So this guy was absolutely bellowing, "ROSCO - STOP. ROSCO - STOP. ROSCO - STOP." He went on...and on...and on, but I'll spare you.
Rosco didn't seem to think that going back toward the crazy bellowing person was a great idea, so he just kept going. At this point, the college kid probably was wishing that he had taken Rosco to a proper obedience school instead of giving one of his fraternity brothers a six-pack of PBR to give him a little instruction. The kid continued to shout at Rosco, never altering his volume, tone of voice, words, or rhythm--it really was impossibly boring--and then Rosco decided to start running. Up a hill. A really nasty hill.
To his credit, college boy took off at a dead sprint up the hill after him. It didn't work--AT ALL--but it still was an impressive effort. Especially considering that he was still repeating, "ROSCO - STOP. ROSCO - STOP," etc.
When I reached my door, I looked up the hill, curious to see how Rosco and his buddy were getting on. College boy was bent over double at the top of the hill, looking like he was about to die. No sign of Rosco.
I half thought about calling the police to tell them that some crazed person was running through the neighborhood screaming, but I thought that might be piling on a bit. He probably deserved it, though.
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