Jan. 18th, 2011

Hydrants

Jan. 18th, 2011 10:38 pm
It is time. Hooray! It must be time. He has the leash. He is putting on the appropriate shoes. It is time. We are going to go for a walk! Open this door! Struggling to… stand still… while leash… is applied…. Ah! It is TIME.

We are out the door. We are down the walk. Must smell this. Who’s been here? Who’s been in MY YARD? Oh, it was the spaniel. Lift leg: I’M HERE TOO!

Hold on. Just a second. Something was under this drainpipe. Something was here NOT LONG AGO. Something that smells furry, small and edible. Lift leg: GONNA GET YOU SUCKA!

Okay. Minor issue. Got some business to attend to. Hold the phone. Assume the position. HRRGGH….Ngah! Ah. Yes. Bravo me. Cover that up. There we are. Done and done.

Right! Down the sidewalk. Smell this sign. Nobody home. What the hell. Lift leg: FIRST POSTER!

What’s next? Almost at the corner. Ah. AH! There it is. There’s the one. My nemesis.

The hydrant.

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