A walk on Elmwood with Coco experiencing the wonder and splendor of an afternoon stroll. Sunny and warm, rich with color and life.
Challenges lie ahead.
Approaching is an Irish Setter and it’s uptight leash holder. I steer Coco wide hoping to curtail my companions dramatic vocalizations.
She is full tilt bark, bark, barking at lassie. Gripping her firmly by the scruff and throat, without malice and not with real violence, I bring Coco’s focus to mine and insist she calm herself.
A few yards further along our path she is still unquiet. Quick tugs upwards and back on her leash in an attempt to regain her total focus and a voice sings out offering respite; “Beautiful dog, YOU SHOULD TAKE IT TO OBEDIENCE SCHOOL INSTEAD OF ABUSING IT”.
Clearly the song of an angel singing down from doggie heaven to show me the path of righteousness.
Praise be Sirius.
Interesting, this incarnation takes the form of an inebriated lady enjoying a smoke on the sidewalk communicating with the entrance to the public house across the way.
Surely she deserves recognition for offering her wisdom in this difficult time for me. She alone could see my distress, and with her deep knowledge of things canine and how best to handle these situations because, as we will find out, she is experienced.
“Thank You” I cry back.
“Fucking Idiot” she muttered to her associate.
Eager to glean more of her crystalline perceptions and preternatural instincts, I inquire smartly “Did you learn that at obedience school?”.
“Yeah, I AM AN OFFICER, SO YOU WANNA GO” she suggested, inflating her chest and throwing her arms back while charging a few steps towards the road.
I think I may be in trouble here.
I don’t remember my exact phrasing, but nearly apoplectically, I asserted that perhaps she wasn’t the final word on dog/human interaction, and demonstrated a few more examples of collar correction on Coco provocatively. Then for a second time steered my friend away from a bitch one of us could not communicate effectively with.
In the future I will remember, for Coco and for me, just steer wide of over anxious, or over stimulating obstacles.