Tuesday, April 8, 2008

Cycling, except for Zoe - she's a running dog.

While we were out riding the other evening, we rode past a house that had a large, burly farmer and his little chihuahua standing in the yard. Zoe went bounding over to see the little dog. I was a little worried that Zoe might get into a scuffle with the chihuahua and the large, burly farmer might become upset with me. I didn't need to worry. That little dog went to yapping as Zoe came bounding up. Zoe hopped straight up a couple of times trying to reverse her bounding. Then Zoe headed back towards Lindz and I, but man, she really wanted to visit with that little dog! She couldn't help herself, she went bounding back towards the little dog, the little dog went to yapping, and Zoe went to hopping straight up again. Zoe repeated this cycle several times. Each time the little dog yapped with renewed confidence and each time the large, burly farmer laughed louder.

6 comments:

Inquiries said...

I can imagine Zoe running from the little dog. Even though she could swallow it whole!

Becky said...

It ain't the size of the dog in the fight, it's the size of the fight in the dog!

Junk Diva said...

I can just see her. She is still so awkward and clumsy. And full of joy.

Bag Blog said...

I clicked on the photo to see Zoe's tongue hanging out. Is Lindz' tongue hanging out too?

Skybag said...

Nope, she's just smiling. Were you wearing your new glasses when you looked at the picture?!

The Friendly Neighborhood Piper said...

I love that dog.

It would've been funny if she had stepped on that barking rat and smashed it into road pizza.