Dog Thought #1

One of the ways I blow off steam is by walking around-- but I always feel a bit like a lunatic if I'm walking around completely aimlessly, without any ostensible purpose, so I usually "create" a perfunctory errand: I go buy cold cuts or a cup of coffee or some beer . . . but, of course, it's more about listening to my iPod and getting out of the house, alone and unfettered; one of the benefits of owning a dog is that now I don't have to invent a task for myself, I can just walk around aimlessly with the dog, and people look at me and think: he's not an itinerant wandering lunatic, he's just out walking his dog . . . but the only down side to this arrangement is that you have to talk to the Dog People you meet and I'm horrible at Dog Talk . . .

Dave: That's a beautiful dog . . . what is he, a Basset Hound? A Pekinese?
Dog Person: She's a Great Dane . . .
Dave: Oh, right . . . how about that one? A Shar-pei?
Dog Person: That's a cat.

6 comments:

Kev said...

awesome sentence.

zman said...

Dave's donkey trained Dave's dog to write this sentence.

Dave said...

my dog can talk but he's not a very writer.

zman said...

Probably because he's half Hungarian.

Igor said...

I remember both of us needing to blow off steam in Colorado by walking away from each other and taking very different routes to the same destination.

Dave said...

and it worked. i need to write that little anecdote up as a sentence.

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