An I Love Lucy Tale
Today I took Frat Boy and Ashes on a hike. It was a rough one. On the trail we came around a corner and faced this extremely good looking guy with three big black dogs. The guy appeared to be training them, and from his build and the way he carried himself, I figured him for a cop or military. I started to smile at him and he pointed at Frat Boy and Ashes, and yelled “get the f*ck back!”
Frat Boy immediately ran behind my legs. Nice to know he’s so protective. Ashes sat on my feet. I glared at the guy, who was no longer anywhere close to good looking. He glared right back at me, and then turned and kept walking the trail.
I stood there for a moment, feeling a little bit deflated, like Frat Boy. We’ve never been yelled on this trail, not once, lol. And you all know we’ve had many adventures. Running into Luke Wilson. Naked Guy On The Bike. Bears. But no one’s ever yelled at us! Refusing to let this bother us, we kept going. A little bit further, and Ashes sat down to wait for me by her tree. She does this knowing she’s too old to go the whole way. She just sits and waits for Frat Boy and me to get back. But this time when I got back to her, there was a very angry woman sitting with her. This woman had a golden retriever that was carefully and perfectly groomed, a dog she called “baby”. The woman yelled at me too, for leaving my dog! So I explained how I would never leave Ashes anywhere, ever, she just sits there and waits for me to save herself the extra mile. The woman grumbled about this for a moment but finally decided I wasn’t a Bad Dog Mama. Then we both turned back to our dogs and found that Frat Boy was humping her precious baby.
I wish I was making this up.
Suffice it to say that the woman left, extremely irritated, taking her “baby” with her. I told an ashamed Frat Boy that it was okay, I could see why he’d be attracted.
He appreciated the understanding. But we’ve decided that there are just some days where maybe it’s best if we stay home and eat cookies.