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My second-worst* dog walk nightmare nearly happened today.
Spike and Squish and I were walking home from the One Stop. We turned the corner from Jewell Road onto Throop Road, and there was an orange cat lounging in the grass on the corner. We nearly stepped on him. The dogs freaked; the cat freaked, and naturally enough, the cat ran like hell.
Right into the road, right into the path of an oncoming car.
Orange cat was probably not feeling lucky today, but he was luckier than he knew. That car was coming round the corner and already going slow, and the driver saw him. When the car came to a stop its front bumper was just touching the terrified cat's back; but the cat was unhurt.
My dogs were on-leash, we were walking along a pavement. They were not chasing the cat or out of control. If the cat had been killed we would have been technically blameless. "Technically" being the operative word here.
I'm just very, very relieved.
* The very worst nightmare would be the dogs breaking/yanking the leash out of my hand and being in the road themselves. This has also nearly happened to Squish once, which is more than sufficient for any one lifetime, thank you.
Spike and Squish and I were walking home from the One Stop. We turned the corner from Jewell Road onto Throop Road, and there was an orange cat lounging in the grass on the corner. We nearly stepped on him. The dogs freaked; the cat freaked, and naturally enough, the cat ran like hell.
Right into the road, right into the path of an oncoming car.
Orange cat was probably not feeling lucky today, but he was luckier than he knew. That car was coming round the corner and already going slow, and the driver saw him. When the car came to a stop its front bumper was just touching the terrified cat's back; but the cat was unhurt.
My dogs were on-leash, we were walking along a pavement. They were not chasing the cat or out of control. If the cat had been killed we would have been technically blameless. "Technically" being the operative word here.
I'm just very, very relieved.
* The very worst nightmare would be the dogs breaking/yanking the leash out of my hand and being in the road themselves. This has also nearly happened to Squish once, which is more than sufficient for any one lifetime, thank you.
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thanks!
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Squish once managed to break his collar and dash into a busy road; he got across untouched, but the fucking great truck that missed him by ten inches took ten years off my life.
His recall is a million times better than it was, now; I've worked on it like crazy and he is pretty bloody good. I still usually keep him on his 20-yard longleash in the park, though. Enough length for him to run and have fun, enough strength to keep him safe.
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Also, all of this, and people STILL argue that keeping their cats indoors is cruel and unusual, and outside is a safe, happy wonderland of rainbows and unicorns. Fuck every one of those people.
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I'm so tired of other people's cats disrupting my walks. And this cat was lucky; but I know one day I'll walk into one that won't be and I just cringe to think of it.
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I want to strangle everyone of these people with my bare hands.
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Yikes! Close thing for all of you! Glad the cat was unhurt, although I think all of you may have shortened lifespans after that fright!
*hugs for everyone, including the cat*