
Originally Posted by
djglover
A few dog experiences from my recent travels in France:
Doing hill reps up a quiet lane, dog runs from house, bears teeth, hair up on back, it was pretty scary. I think it was a Labrador, unusual behaviour from a Labrador I thought, a lady I presumed to be the owner eventually came out to coax the dog away from what now seemed like a few ins from my testicles. I continued my rep and jogged back past the house only for a repeat of the situation! In broken French/English I discovered she was dog sitting the dog. I retreated to a lower part of the hill for the rest of the workout and the dog was lead away on a heavy chain.
Not running related but we visited the medieval town of Sarlat, awash with tourists enjoying the honey trap restaurants in the ambient streets a Dutch couples spaniel did a crap in the road, my kids loved it, they were laughing and pointing and shouting 'urgh dog diarrhea' we thought it was quite a nice way to recreate the smell of a street from the Middle Ages, whilst he dog owners puzzled about how to 'scoop' up the poo and the dinners looked on in disgust.
I really don't understand dog ownership, they are totally unpredictable and there is no dignity in picking up poo, at least with my children I could stop handling their feces when they were 3 or 4.