The Bird and The Bear
Tuesday, March 6, 2012 at 07:26AM
PtarmiganThere are dog people, and there are poodle people. I am a poodle person. But for the past year, I’ve been a poodle person without a poodle. That was a problem. Said problem manifested in scenes similar to this one:
At 3:00 one afternoon in Boulder I spotted a woman with two standard poodles—one black, one gray-- starting off on the hike I was just finishing. I walked up to her. She was on the phone. It seemed she was all right with me petting her poodles, and I thought I checked to make sure before I dropped to my knees and starting loving them both, tucking one into each arm. This went on for several minutes until I heard a distant voice that I soon realized was the woman, talking to me, instead of her phone. “You must like dogs,” she said.
“I love poodles,” I said.
Africa,
Life & Death,
On Life,
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