I'll write more about Cookin' School and food soon, promise, but first, an ultra-brief Wiley aside.
Today, as we were returning to the car after walkies through the woods at a local park, we passed two cop cars and two cop SUVs, all parked in a row. The cops were all hanging around outside of them, clearly not working too hard. As we neared, just as I saw every vehicle had "K9 Unit" on its door, Wiley sniffed the air and started barking like crazy.
The vehicle windows were all cracked but not actually opened and for that I'm thankful, because suddenly there were four enormous (I swear they were part bear) German Shepherds roused from an apparent post-training exercise nap, all of them barking and doing their best to escape the vehicles and go all Rodney King on Wiley. They were so aggressive that they were actually making the cars and trucks rock back and forth and side to side.
It was kind of scary. The cops looked embarrassed, Wiley just barked more (dumbass) and I started walking faster, dragging him behind me saying "those are some dogs you do not want to pick a fight with, baby."
Yikes!
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Yikes. That *is* scary.
At least you could have shouted commands at them in German.
yeh... what bothered me most was that the cops just stood there watching. i guess they knew the dogs couldn't actually get out of the vehicles, but you'd think they would have tried to calm them down or something.
Pansy thinks shepherds are fun to play with. Poor girl wouldn't know what hit her. Her new favorites at the dog park are the boxers. She thinks they're lots of fun! My crazy girl has a major death wish.
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