A
Marley moment - this wasn't quite a Marley adventure!
Picture the
scene, this morning's winter walk. A road cleared by the snow plough but
still a shallow compact covering making things very slippery. I was
tentatively moving forward on a steady course a dog on each side of me
with them gently pulling on their leads.
Ahead of us a lady with a small
terrier - it spots my two and in a small dog way utters a little bark.
Marley understands that this means 'Hey, come and play in the snow' and
lurches forward. Not wanting to be left out Bob follows.
Sixty plus
kilograms of dog force mean I have little choice but to go along with
them scrabbling for balance and grip - like something from the Dancing
on Ice out takes. We quickly arrive at our new friends, the little
terrier now wishes he hadn't said hello and cowers behind his owner
spinning her so she was no longer facing us.
Marley darts to her right
and Bob to her left like a well practiced pinser movement. I have little
choice, in fact - no choice, collision is inevitable. Contact is made
like a high speed Heimlich maneuver on ice. After a brief flurry of
twisted leads we untangle ourselves and I drag the mutts away. I am not saying contact was close but I am so glad I had cleaned my teeth.