walking the dog...

something i do for seth, that i love to do for seth...i usually take him dinner on the nights that he works. this gives me the opportunity to see him on the long days that don't warrant me the chance to spend any quality time with him.

this all to say that tonight i decided it was a good night to take petra on a walk. i still wanted to bring seth dinner and since subway and the hospital are both in walking distance of my house i thought i would take petra on this little adventure with me (not to mention i knew seeing petra would make seth happy). i was a little worried the whole time about where i was going to tie petra up while i was inside subway but i figured it would work itself out. so we start walking and petra is already so excited she can bearly stand it. she likes to make her mark (if you know what i mean) so i was constantly stopping for her. i kept walking past her one time thinking she would be right along behind me - but she wasn't. i looked back to see why i was having to tug at her leash to get her to come and she was taking a crap in a neighbor's yard. the neighbor's yard whose car i covet, the neighbor's yard that i one day plan to knock on their door and ask them if i can rent their car (perfect green old mercedes, absolutely beautiful) for a day. so i give her a little "bad petra, bad dog" she tucks her tail and we keep walking.

we get to subway and i see one of those stands that companies usually have for you to put your cigarettes in and i think 'perfect!' something to tie petra up to. i loop her leash and put it around the cigarette stand and go inside. i am trying to be a good aunt to petra so i am asking the woman before i even order any food if i can fill a glass with water for my dog and as i say "dog" i turn to point (thinking she'll say, "oh, how cute, what's her name" and instead i get an eyeful of petra darting across the parking lot. followed by an "oh shoot" (kids were present) from me... ooo i was pissed. i literally dropped the cup i was about to fill with water for the cute little weiner and took off after her. she had pulled over the cigarette stand which was full of stones - that dog has got some muscle on her thats for sure. i find a fence to tie her too and as soon as i start to walk off she starts trying to get away which is a little trickier this time because she is attached to an entire chain link fence which i suspect was planted in concrete underneath the green grass that she was kicking up trying to get away. i once again said "no petra, bad dog" but she didn't care. i went into to get food and despite the concrete, was a little nervous she might be able to pull the whole fence down. so i kept walking over to the window while the lady was making our sandwiches (i'm sure she was annoyed). then i started to get nervous that someone was going to stop and think she was being abused, tied up to a random fence next to some miniature deserted house (if you're norman you know the one i'm talking about). when i got out there she was still trying her darndest to get away, lucky for me no one was standing by suspecting abuse. (mind you i was not abusing her, she was simply tied to a fence for all of four minutes, and i got her some water).

anyways, i was so mad at her that i decided to try and ignore her for a while (i know, a slightly juvenile move on my part, but very warranted in my opinion) but she is so dang cute, i just couldn't do it.

walking the dog...what an adventure.