Tuesday, January 10, 2012
Another lost dog boot! A suspenseful tale.
On a freezing winter late afternoon, my guide dog and I were walking home from the bus stop. Both of us thinking about dinner I'm sure and being inside a warm house. The boots were all on before exiting the bus. Since it was only a couple of blocks home and since it was freezing and I didn't want to remove gloves to check dog boots, we carried on. About half way home, I heard footsteps behind me. Was someone following me? They were hurrying at first and then slowed down right behind me. Should I turn and say something? Should I go faster? Was this a criminal going to grab my backpack? I was tense! "Excuse me," said a warm kind male voice. I jumped. "Excuse me but your dog lost one of her boots. Here it is." As he passed me the soggy boot and I thanked him, I reflected on whether or not I had been reading too many mystery books.