Wednesday, August 06, 2014

Hare to hair

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I was shuffling down a leaf-covered sidewalk, enjoying the late afternoon sunshine. The lady of the house was out front raking, her mid-sized mutt clamoring at her heels for a game of fetch. Spying me, he grabbed his small toy, a saliva-soaked bunny, and dropped it at my feet. He was used to the well-aimed flick of an expert wrist, so he raced down the block anticipating the toss. I, in turn, heaved the soggy animal and hit his mistress upside her head.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

That's hilarious, I have one of those dogs that runs before you throw it - he thinks his running is what causes the object to fly. When I don't throw it he stands in the middle of the yard and wonders why it didn't work! Totally relate to the soggy toy description, we have lots of those. I love dogs!