Tuesday, February 8, 2011

So How many Dogs can you Handle?

The sight was to die for,
Tall skinny Kathryn holding horrible Henry the hotdog, Willow-Willow (that's Henry's little sister), and fluffy snow dog Koda bear...One1 woman, thr3e Dogs (all on their separate leashes)...On on1e common hand
What happens next?
This amazingly sweet (soon to be homeless) snow dog...emotionally delicate and frail...a puritanical white bathing beauty, her coat rings an unstained reflection off of the bright snow cover Winter Landscape...
Out for a walk in the road of Fun and adventure...with freedom so close...she wants to be liberated...free to run and roam, at will (its her instinct)...her mind reads "Run, Koda, Run"...down the road...but she can't...Held back by that trio, anchored to Kathryn's clasp.
She makes a quick break...Feels the yank from Kathryn, Koda stumbles back and runs straight in front of Henry, Willow, and Kathryn...weaving a trail of cloth and chain...Willow gets pinned right up against Kathryn's leg...Koda zig zags back and traps Henry right in front of Kathryn's opposing leg.  By this point the leash wraps itself around Koda's left front paw...as i so eloquently watched Kathryn, Henry, Willow, and Koda Topple clumsily to a lightly slushy and somewhat slippery sidewalk...
It was a sight that humored me then, as it does now...
I bent down and helped the fo4r of them up and out.
We resumed our walk, the Sunday walk was nice, yet a bit too short (sucks to be short)...its always nice to see Kathryn.  I missed not spending any time with her during the past ten or so days.  Her beauty is internally, as well as, externally everlasting!  She is stunning
After all, she is on the path to become the Hottest Ninety90year Old

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