| Lula-Mae Famous | 04-07-2010 05:49 AM |
Yes, it was a joke (my very good friend is a dog trainer for personal protection dogs and I can’t say I haven’t been tempted to bring Miss Lula to a class or two)… but teaching her to bite would probably be more dangerous for her than the humans 50 times her size who may humanly react.
When I get out of a long stressful day of being yelled at by fashion designers, Trump’s employees or bridezillas (or worse, their mothers!) and I drive home to my little pumpkin jumping in circles because she knows its walk time (if I come home on lunch, she knows better and continues her hard day of naps), you better believe the first thing I do is grab her leash. I live about 6 blocks from the downtown area, it is a perfect little walk to the park. Me and my Lula, shaking our little tails as we enjoy our quiet walk down brick sidewalks and the newly blooming trees. Seeing how happy she is as she prances down the street slightly erases the people that I’m paid to smile at. On our way we pass a park littered with children, we do not enter, we do not stop, we don’t even look at the screaming beasts.
By now I’m sure you picked up that I do not like children. I know, I know, “someday ill have children of my own and I’ll think differently” blah blah blah. In the meantime the last thing I want to do when I get out of work is entertain someone’s children who have no idea how to handle a delicate 3 pound dog. I am not a babysitter, a teacher, or a clown. I do not want to spend my time USING my dog as a teaching tool of how NOT to handle a dog. I cringe when I see a child running for my dog like she is some type of toy. Don’t get me wrong, there are those”children types” that I don’t mind. When a little girl walks up and shyly (((ASKS))) if she can pet my dog I will happily stop and let her gently pet Lula. Lula loves the attention and who am I to deny her a SAFE new friend?
I live for my dog and could very easily bring my book out to the back yard to be alone (and trust me I have tried) but that won’t fly with the little fur butt, and it’s hard to concentrate with constant whining. So, walk it is.
When Lula and I arrive downtown we walk into her favorite dog store for a beef treat (I need to remember to pick up the chicken ones today) and I stop at my favorite coffee shop for a coffee treat. We walk the boardwalk and find a nice little area under a tree to relax. We are not on the boardwalk or a path, normally several feet from it.
Real people, who calmly walk up to my dog and (((ASK))) if they can say hello don’t really bother me as much as the real people who act like children-people and rush me like we are playing a game of football and Lula is the ball. As of yet I have not snapped into the rude person waiting inside like a tiger ready to attack! :P I’m worried that at some point, some person is going to catch me on the wrong day and I’m afraid I will get snappy at them. Generally I do what another member wrote and count slowly before I answer. I save the venting for forums like this.
Angry? Yes, I can get very angry when people are inconsiderate and outright obnoxious yet expect me to be pleasant and tolerate their harassment? Bitter? Why yes, I am a bitter woman but that’s a long ex-boyfriend story for another day. As long as these rude strangers don’t leave dirty dishes in my sink, I don’t think we’ll have a problem.
Bottom line, I didn’t get a dog so I could receive unwanted attention from strangers. My dog is my companion. I have met some awesome people due to Lula (ehem, hey YM Members! *waves*:wink:) but there are also quite a few that I could have done without. | 