Hot Dog!
So Luke and I had a moment out of a movie today. We were out walking and these two guys ride by on bikes. One of them keeps riding the other looks back at us and is trying to get his buddy’s attention in regards to us — so much so that he turns around just in time to narrowly escape plowing into his buddy’s bike. It was one of those moments where you were glad catastrophe had been averted, especially since you had been the cause.
I would like to claim all the credit. I would like to say that it was because it is June in Texas and in order to step outside your door in the afternoons you basically have to forgo the wearing of clothing, and what I was wearing was so enticing that it made this poor fellow almost wreck his bike. Alas, no. It was my beautiful dog that was his undoing. And can I blame him, really? So the story really goes a bit more like this…
These two guys ride by on their bikes while Luke and I are out walking. One of them seems to take no notice whatsoever. The other one, however, tells me I have a great dog. I tell him thank you. He looks as if he is going to ride on, but he looks back at Luke once more as if to make sure he’s really seeing what he thinks he’s seeing. Then he catches up with his buddy, just out of my earshot, and begins talking to his buddy with the top half of his body turned back around to face Luke. His buddy still show enough disinterest as to not even glance over his shoulder as he peddles on down the path, but his is quite nearly interrupted by our Border Collie aficionado as he finally turns back around just in time to find himself about to ride smack into his buddy’s rear wheel.
Luke, on the other hand, was a bit too concerned with whether his latest stick would make good mulch to notice his 15 seconds of fame!
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