Sunday, July 17, 2016

An exploding leash

ME AND A MUCH YOUNGER LADY...

When we first got Lady on Oct. 1, 2002, we bought a retractable leash that we thought would work for a 33-pound dog. Boy, were we wrong.

 Shortly after we got her, I was walking her out of the back yard. Our neighbors across the cul-de-sac had a rooster in a cage, and Lady either smelled it or saw it.

 Suddenly, she surged forward and literally exploded the retractable leash! I was holding the handle with a few inches of cord, with tiny filaments coming out at the end.

 I hurried across the way, but I didn't have to. Lady was standing there looking at the rooster. I just grabbed her harness and walked her home; she was still looking back at the rooster.

 I immediately went to the pet store on Reynolda Road and bought a thick leash. She broke it years later, but at least she didn't explode it that time.

 STRAY THOUGHT: That rooster used to crow between 1 and 3 o'clock in the afternoon. He obviously couldn't tell time, and no one bought him a watch.

NOTE: Lady passed on Sept. 17, 2016; that was just two weeks short of her unofficial 16th birthday. We got her Oct. 1, 2002.

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