After work I took Polo out for a walk around the neighborhood like I do every day after I get home. Today was particularly yucky however because it had been pouring down rain all day long.
The raindrops were still coming down and the puddles on the cement were larger than I life.
I thought Polo would just go to his usual tree and tinkle real quick and then run back into the house. Like me, he hates the rain and being wet.
Today was different. He wanted to go on a walk in the rain. Blah.
I reluctantly took him around the neighborhood and my patience was running thin. He seemed to want to get into everything! Of all days. I was soaked as was he.
Out of nowhere, a dog that we have seen for years in his yard came barreling at Polo.
The dogs was snarling and growling and trying to attack Polo. He was going for Polo's neck!
What made it worse was that the dog was twice Polo's size.
I thought, "Oh my gosh! He could really injure Polo. He could kill Polo if he really wanted to!"
So many things were going through my mind. I was terrified.
I then began to wonder how I was going to get out of this predicament.
Would the dog start jumping at me and try to bite me?
Should I run?
Should I walk away quietly?
I didn't have to figure it out. To my surprise, the dog stopped the snarling. The dog stopped trying to attack. The dog actually looked quite sorry and scared that he was in trouble. He looked up at me with big brown eyes and didn't know what to do. I looked around and saw that the dog had escaped through a hole in the fence. I started walking back over to the dog's yard, with Polo tucked under my other arm. The dog followed me nicely. He began to pace outside of his yard. A neighbor came outside and helped me get the dog back into the fenced yard. The neighbor then went and notified the dog owner's while I escaped with Polo.
Whew. What. a. day.
Have you ever experienced something like this? What did you do? What would you do?