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February 16, 2009
The moment is lost
Walking in the park this morning with my dog. A lovely morning, full of light and the much-missed warmth of the sun. The sun's flirting through the trees... maybe it is, maybe it isn't the first hint of spring. Walking towards me, about 100 yards away, are two attractive 30something women, talking comfortably as they walk. As the distance between us closes, I get ready to smile and maybe even say a friendly "hello" as we pass. At this potentially nice and positive moment, at precisely this moment, my dog squats in the grass at the side of the path, goes glazed and begins to take a dump. I reach for the little black bag in my coat pocket, avoid eye-contact and wade into the grass. Why do dogs have no sense of timing... or is it that they have an excellent sense of comic timing?
Posted by Simon J at February 16, 2009 12:37 PM