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Dog Days of Summer

July 11, 2011

Dog Run, New York City

 

I live for dogs. Well, at least I live for my dog. That being said, I am not a dog run person per se.

Flame if you must, but the whole chit chatting about your dog with strangers isn’t my thing. When I am walking my dog, I don’t want to talk to you about your dog. Sure, your dog is cute. My dog likes your dog. But I don’t want to talk dog with you. Is that mean? Does it make me a bad person? Possibly. I never really thought about it.

It was a beautiful summer morning in New York City. I decided to take Batman, our dog, to the local dog run. On this particular morning the dog run had a rather large, aggressive dog who was walking around humping every dog in sight. I don’t know what the etiquette is, since I am not a frequent dog run visitor, but I would like to think if your dog is humping all the dogs in the vicinity you might put them in time out. Or hire them some doggie type hooker. Maybe there is some middle ground…like a leash.

This particular morning was painfully hot. I stood there, dressed inappropriately warm for such hot weather, coffee in hand, Adidas track pants on, sweating my brains out, wondering just how much time one is to spend standing in a dog run to be considered a good dog mom. My main goal that morning was to protect Batman from being molested by the aforementioned dog who had decided to go wilding.
I am standing next to a man watching the humpfest unfold when he turns to me.
“Ugh. Doesn’t that look good to you? Wouldn’t you love to try that right about now?”
Crickets
“What? Hump?” I said, as I furrowed my brow.
“No. That. Dive in that water.” He said, pointing to some dogs taking a refreshing dip in a tub of water.
No. That wasn’t awkward. Of course not. Maybe I should get a cat after all (See: Snooki Said It).

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6 Comments leave one →
  1. July 11, 2011 9:47 am

    Were you talking to my dad? Just kidding, he’s not that bad, but he does enjoy the whole random-dog-park-talk thing… I usually pretend I don’t know him 🙂

    • July 11, 2011 11:14 am

      Ha! Thanks so much for commenting, tweeting and liking Darcy Dates! Awesome of you Kat! I am going to check your stuff out now!

  2. AnnaBelle permalink
    July 11, 2011 9:48 am

    Picturing this made me laugh. It’s totally something I would do! LOL.

  3. July 11, 2011 11:24 pm

    Meh, it could’ve been worse. You could’ve replied with, “oh, definitely, I sure could go for a good humping right now….” 😉

  4. Fancy Rolex permalink
    July 18, 2011 12:06 pm

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