Sunday, 9 March 2008
One man and his dog
I was ambling through the park this morning, back from the shops, when some small yappy dog tore after me and barked it's stupid little head off. It didn't attack, merely circled me and barked like a lunatic.
Then it's owner - an old guy with a walking stick - appeared, and called out to me:
"Don't worry mate, she doesn't bite, just barks. She bloody barks at everyone, the stupid bitch. Typical bloody female, eh?"
Then he called his bitch to heel, and the dog stopped barking and scurried of to her master.
It was a moderately amusing little encounter; shame there were no passing feminists to be shocked by the old guy's rather politically incorrect comments.