A quiet walk with the dogs. The city lights flickering on the water. I am in deep thought.
I let Lani off the leash and girlfriend starts doing her business. Suddenly I see her ears perk up, which causes my “HOLY CRAP” ears to perk up as well.
I start with a low “Laniiiii…..?”
And *WHAM*, girlfriend takes off.
She takes off, but every time I call her, she slows down and looks at me.
Next thing I see is this black and white thing.
At which point every ounce of my body screams “LAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNIIIIIIIIIII”
I start running, dragging poor Fabulous Dog behind me. I swear to god, someone should bust me for dog dragging. Poor thing. He’s got 4 feet though, so he can move his ass instead of kissing the grass and being dragged through it.
My mind sees my worst case scenario: Brand new condo and skunk dog.
Lani proceeds to say Good Morning to Mr. Skunk.
Possums, this skunk was clearly not on top of his game. I am not sure if he had already emptied his fabulous stink on someone else, or if he’s just not a morning person, because my blond, beautiful dog was UP. HIS. ASS. TOUCHING.
Maybe he just didn’t perceive her as a threat.
At some point she turned around and came running toward me, but of course she was freaked out cause I was yelling her name, so she did a circle around me 3 times and I was perching my nose in the air like a Bloodhound searching for a blood sausage.
Dog didn’t get sprayed.
Little dog lost part of his dignity and has grass between his teeth after the dragging incident of 2009.
I stepped into a heaping pile of dog shit in my pursuit of Lani.
What a morning.