Wednesday, April 11, 2007
Try Not to Remind Me of a Horror Film
I went out with 'Carlos', a fellow dog owner, not too long ago. Now, I can't claim to be the best dog owner in the world, but I can assure you I'm better than Carlos.
Here's how I found out:
"Yeah, my life changed a lot after my accident. It sucked trying to get around with broken ribs."
"That had to be awful," I replied.
"Yeah. Especially because I lived on the second floor. My poor dog had to put up with the worst of it though."
"Your dog? Why's that?"
"Well, I couldn't really go up and down the stairs to let him out. So, I tied a rope to a bucket..."
Wait a minute. This sounds familiar.
Carlos continued, "I stuck my little pup in the bucket and lowered him down. Then he would hop out and do his business. Besides a couple of close calls, it worked out alright."
Ok, so he wasn't exactly luring the dog into a well to hold him ransom, but it still kind of creeped me out. Why not just get a dog walker Carlos?