With a foot of snow on the ground, we don't see a lot of dogs on our walks. Unfortunately, those we do encounter are often unleashed. In addition, the snow has blocked some of the detours I usually take to redirect Zorro, so this morning's outing was especially challenging.
The first unleashed dog was a friendly black Lab mix who checked us out and bounded away. Not a big problem. The second, a short-haired yellow dog, got up close and when Zorro growled, he responded in kind. I hollered at the owner to please call his dog, but it was tense. I know I'm supposed to remain calm in that situation but that was hard to do when Old Yeller bared his teeth at Zorro.
Worse, we encountered both dogs--who apparently are playmates--on the way home, right in front of the path that runs by our house. I took Zorro behind the soccer field--not a big deal ordinarily, but today we had to wade through snowdrifts to get back on the path. Both of us were worn out when we got home. Note to self: start earlier tomorrow.
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