So there we were walking down the beach with the dogs off their leads running round sniffing things. Suddenly there hoves into view a man and his huge bulldog on a lead. And of course Dan and Shep went over to say hello. They literally ran rings round the man and his dog. And he wasn’t at all pleased. So off I trotted to put them on their leads, saying “sorry about that”.
He glared at me as if I was straight from hell, the devil incarnate. So I put the dogs on their leads and said sorry again and as I turned to walk away, he barked at me “That shouldn’t be allowed, that”. That was one of those moments where there was nothing fruitful to be said, so I just walked away. And 10 minutes later we met a really nice man with a little terrier. He told us that there was a man with a bulldog at the other end of the beach that was off it’s lead and running all over the place. What a big dirty hypocrite.
That sort of person defies belief. He himself is a crime, and he is also his own punishment.
Cheers, Tom.
la_spice
You've been making pretty picture again - that should calm you down!