As I pull into the dog park, the Park Service truck pulls up next to me.
I’ve mentioned before, I am irrationally afraid of authority figures considering I'm about as straight-laced as they come. I’m not sure that Park Service is really an authority, per se. More like a taxpayer with a plow. But, still…
So the guy has me roll down my window and then says: “we’ve had reports of a loose wiener dog. Could you call 911 if you see him?”
I can’t help it, I burst out laughing. Partly in relief that I am not in trouble and having to visit Diabla and her crew.
But also?
These aren’t the wieners I am usually warned about in public parks.
6 comments:
lol, too funny! I sure wish the weather was good enough that I could load up the dogs and head to the dog park! Hope you had fun, and keep an eye out for those weiners!!!!
I should clarify "good enough" was 27 degrees. The second it goes above 25 degrees, I bundle up all eskimo-style and let her run for exactly 20 minutes.
That definitely sounds like something that would happen in the Small Town. Imagine calling 911 for a wiener dog.
hahahhahahhahaha- that is awesome :) Sorry I've been MIA! I will finally have a post up tomorrow morning. I hope you're doing well ;)
Ahahahahahahaha! I would have been shaking like a leaf - that's just ridiculous!
I do hope they found the pup though!
These aren’t the wieners I am usually warned about in public parks - BWAH HA HAHA! Was the guy maybe a little confused about what kind of dog he's looking for? They aren't exactly threatening. This sounds like a situation that would have the 911 operator rolling their eyes :p
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