another perfectly good motorcycle ruined.......

Saturday, 7 December 2013

gus

i've faced a very difficult decision this week, walking the dog's, the mid-week, tedious slog through the typical british mid-winter, dark day's, and i mean dark, the light fading by 1500hrs, black as a witches hat by 1600hrs, toiling through the mud, steady drizzle soaking you to the skin, cold, miserable-half-light-half-life, half-way around our five mile circuit i'm aware of someone walking towards me, a lady i know, we have met many times before, i pick gus up and tuck him under my arm, it's the easiest option, gus doesn't like other dog's, or rat's, or rabbit's, or the postman, or cyclist's or jogger's, cat's, bird's, or next door, [who insist on banging the fence to wind him up] tractors, mountain bike riders, buses and small children who insist on trying to 'stroke the nice doggy' safely tucked under my arm, [or so i thought] the lady passes us, her own jack russell, off the lead, decides to jump up at gus, big mistake, gus clamps her dog mid-flight and he starts to shake it, blood, snot,  not good, the lady hit's gus on the head so hard she damages his eye and causes major ripping trauma to her own dog, who run's off towards the busy road, she's screaming as she tries to catch her dog, fucking hell, i'm gutted, i've tried to do everything i can to prevent this but it's happened again, this is the third time i've had this happen, i'm sore about the other dog getting injured, a sleepless night follows, is it time to let my boy go? i'm fighting my conscience, i love this dog, he's everything a J.R should be, tenacious, loving, hard, funny and a real character, what to do........