A Fountain Square Vingette
While walking the dog you see in this very post a couple of evenings ago, I noticed a large group of folks gathered on the sidewalk, looking rather disconcerted. One of the ladies in the group approached me and filled me in on what was going on - there was a missing puppy. The little thing had evidently gotten scared and bolted, leaving this group to wander around searching for her. She told me the name and asked if I’d look around for her.
While I did extend the walk a bit to aid the search, I just couldn’t bring myself to call out for the dog. I wanted to help them return their dog home - Sadie herself was a foundling. I just feared the consequences of pacing through the Fountain Square area yelling “SEXY!!!!” that much more.
I hope they’ll understand.
November 30th, 2007 at 2:42 pm
This just reminds everyone that you should never name your dog (or child for that matter) something you do not wish to call out in public.
I’m looking at you, Jason Lee.
November 30th, 2007 at 5:22 pm
The response I bet would involve an invitation to the dumpster behind the FSQ building and a charge of $20