Hubster and I were off to the local Petsmart, aka my home away from home (yes, I spend more time there than at Carter's Country). With two dogs and a cat, four parakeets and two bearded dragons, someone is always hungry and needing critter munchies. Parked in "my" DP spot, husband gets out, I get out much more slowly as usual. Then I look down and realize that my dear, loving cat has left me a present...roughly 5000 cat hairs on my dark blue t-shirt. Well.
I look around, no threats in the parking lot. One lady is coming out of the store with her big furry white dog. I bend over slightly and start to shake and brush off said cat hair, noting that he also left a goodly amount of cat DANDRUFF on the shirt. Kept brushing and shaking. All of a sudden I see movement out of the corner of my eye and I glance up to a big white furry dog in my face followed by its owner in my face.
First thought? "#%$*, I can't reach my gun."
She is frantically apologizing...."I am so sorry, he tripped me and pulled me over here." Dog is loving up on me, as all dogs tend to do. I relax, laugh, and love the dog up in return, telling her "no problem."
Maybe I might relax just a weeeeeeeeeeeeeee bit
Springmom the (maybe a tad over-)vigilant
I look around, no threats in the parking lot. One lady is coming out of the store with her big furry white dog. I bend over slightly and start to shake and brush off said cat hair, noting that he also left a goodly amount of cat DANDRUFF on the shirt. Kept brushing and shaking. All of a sudden I see movement out of the corner of my eye and I glance up to a big white furry dog in my face followed by its owner in my face.
First thought? "#%$*, I can't reach my gun."
She is frantically apologizing...."I am so sorry, he tripped me and pulled me over here." Dog is loving up on me, as all dogs tend to do. I relax, laugh, and love the dog up in return, telling her "no problem."
Maybe I might relax just a weeeeeeeeeeeeeee bit
Springmom the (maybe a tad over-)vigilant