As you may know, or maybe not....down at the end of lonely street is heartbreak hotel but down at the end of my street is the Cath’lic Radio Station where the Evening Cat often goes for dinner....we haven’t seen him for awhile mostly cuz I’ve been out of step ‘n it’s knocked us off schedule.....but t’day...ah, t’day we managed to stroll down the street just about on schedule....Now, I’ve been fighting a cold ‘n haven’t really been walking the boys the way I should ‘n they’ve been a little upset with me..(Willie more so than Rusty).... anyways t’day we got to stroll along the street ‘n investigate all the little ‘hot’ spots ‘n the new vehicles ‘n take a look at a new neighbor that was moving into Gene’s little house which has an odiferous problem which Gene hasn’t wanted to deal with but that’s a ‘nother story....so we wandered thru the parking lot of the Cath’lic Radio Station ‘n no Evening Cat ‘n as a matter of fact.....no chickens or skunks....Willie was obviously disappointed but he kept circling nose to the ground, pausing now ‘n then to scan the horizon for bad guys but there were none t’be found.....at least until we went down the back side of the hill ‘n found a rooster....’n not just a rooster but A ROOSTER.....tall ‘n gold ‘n white ‘n ‘stremely proud...way too proud to run from a little dog like Willie even tho’ Willie charged him as ferociously as I’ve ever seen.....’course, when the rooster didn’t run, Willie hesitated but only for a moment....that gave Rusty a chance to decide he wanted t’be in on the chase as well.....but surprise-surprise....the rooster not only didn’t run...he seemed to grow even taller ‘n ruffed his neck feathers ‘n charged.....Ah but fortunately I was there to save the day ‘n discretion being the better part of valor, I tightened my grip on the leashes ‘n walked away..
The rooster only followed us a few feet but was too lordly to press the point ‘n swaggered away....still the King of Tayo’s gravel parking lot.....
No comments:
Post a Comment