Okay, I love all dogs, but this little dog is on my list. And you don't want to be on this list.
So, I decided to take a walk the other day and go around the block, it's just this huge circle. I chose--unwisely--to go left out of my driveway and as I was passing my neighbors house I heard their little Dachshund start to bark, like normal. Unlike previous times, though, he actually came near me. Usually he runs every time I take a step towards him, but not this time. I just ignore him and keep walking, until I feel a few sharp points pricking into my ankle.
"Oscar!" I yell, mostly surprised that he would nip me...
But as I tried to just ignore him, figuring he would leave me alone as soon as I got past their driveway, but again, this time was different.
Oscar stayed behind me, trying to nip at my heels, so I kept having to turn around and keep my eye on him, but he would still go for it every time. So I get past the stop sign and turn to my left, which is the way to go, and he keeps on my heels.
I could only imagine what this may have looked like to a person watching from afar; This girl who was dancing around in circles as a tiny dog barked incessantly and zigzagged through her feet. Oh, and the girl would be letting out a sound that mostly resembled squeaking.
And so eventually as we were by the neighbors house that lived behind Oscar's home, he finally gets right in front of me and won't let me move. I just stared at him while he stared back, giving me the evil eye. I would've turned around, but then he would just nip at me some more. And if it weren't for the fact that I were wearing shorts, I probably wouldn't have minded. But OUCH can that dog bite.
As I was contemplating my choices, (Either A. Kicking him with my shoe, which I decided against because he was so cute and tiny and I could never hit a pooch... or B. Turn up the music to drown out his barking and keep on walking as if this annoying dachshund were just a mosquito. Neither one seemed very appealing...) I saw our neighbor, the one behind us, riding his bicycle towards me. I ignored him laughing as he asked if I needed help, and nodded my head.
Then as if the little dog were his, Oscar followed him. I sighed in relief and kept walking. As I got down to the stop sign, I turned around, and saw little Oscar running fiercely towards my direction.
"Oh crap!" I muttered as I took off running down the street, away from Oscar.
I tore out my earphones because they weren't staying in very well, and I needed to focus. I could hear Oscars tiny paws pounding against the pavement... I dared a peek behind me. He was closer. I turned back around, yet I could still hear his barking getting closer and closer... I managed to channel the old soccer player in me and pretended that I had to beat another player to the ball. As I got halfway down the street I peeked again, and noticed he had stopped. He was far enough away from me that all I could see was a black blob...
But I could feel his eyes penetrating through me. I held still, holding my breath. He then turned around abruptly and walked back towards his house, his head up high and his tail wagging furiously.
I could almost hear him shout: Victory!
I probably stood there in shock for a few minutes, trying to process what had just happened, before I finished going around the block.
I had ran away from a Dachshund; a Demon Dachshund.
Let me finish by telling you, I have never been afraid of a dog, except for this one yellow Labrador because she almost nipped me and was pregnant. And you never mess with preggers, they're too mean and hormonal, even the four legged ones. :)
So, I decided to take a walk the other day and go around the block, it's just this huge circle. I chose--unwisely--to go left out of my driveway and as I was passing my neighbors house I heard their little Dachshund start to bark, like normal. Unlike previous times, though, he actually came near me. Usually he runs every time I take a step towards him, but not this time. I just ignore him and keep walking, until I feel a few sharp points pricking into my ankle.
"Oscar!" I yell, mostly surprised that he would nip me...
But as I tried to just ignore him, figuring he would leave me alone as soon as I got past their driveway, but again, this time was different.
Oscar stayed behind me, trying to nip at my heels, so I kept having to turn around and keep my eye on him, but he would still go for it every time. So I get past the stop sign and turn to my left, which is the way to go, and he keeps on my heels.
I could only imagine what this may have looked like to a person watching from afar; This girl who was dancing around in circles as a tiny dog barked incessantly and zigzagged through her feet. Oh, and the girl would be letting out a sound that mostly resembled squeaking.
And so eventually as we were by the neighbors house that lived behind Oscar's home, he finally gets right in front of me and won't let me move. I just stared at him while he stared back, giving me the evil eye. I would've turned around, but then he would just nip at me some more. And if it weren't for the fact that I were wearing shorts, I probably wouldn't have minded. But OUCH can that dog bite.
As I was contemplating my choices, (Either A. Kicking him with my shoe, which I decided against because he was so cute and tiny and I could never hit a pooch... or B. Turn up the music to drown out his barking and keep on walking as if this annoying dachshund were just a mosquito. Neither one seemed very appealing...) I saw our neighbor, the one behind us, riding his bicycle towards me. I ignored him laughing as he asked if I needed help, and nodded my head.
Then as if the little dog were his, Oscar followed him. I sighed in relief and kept walking. As I got down to the stop sign, I turned around, and saw little Oscar running fiercely towards my direction.
"Oh crap!" I muttered as I took off running down the street, away from Oscar.
I tore out my earphones because they weren't staying in very well, and I needed to focus. I could hear Oscars tiny paws pounding against the pavement... I dared a peek behind me. He was closer. I turned back around, yet I could still hear his barking getting closer and closer... I managed to channel the old soccer player in me and pretended that I had to beat another player to the ball. As I got halfway down the street I peeked again, and noticed he had stopped. He was far enough away from me that all I could see was a black blob...
But I could feel his eyes penetrating through me. I held still, holding my breath. He then turned around abruptly and walked back towards his house, his head up high and his tail wagging furiously.
I could almost hear him shout: Victory!
I probably stood there in shock for a few minutes, trying to process what had just happened, before I finished going around the block.
I had ran away from a Dachshund; a Demon Dachshund.
Let me finish by telling you, I have never been afraid of a dog, except for this one yellow Labrador because she almost nipped me and was pregnant. And you never mess with preggers, they're too mean and hormonal, even the four legged ones. :)
So glad I found your blog! And as it happens, Levi's watching "Dog Whisperer" and I got bored and decided to get on the computer. What you should've done :o) is: not make eye contact! I make eye-contact with our dogs all the time. It's a hard habit to break, especially because that's the first thing I do when kids misbehave. Anyway, I know you love dogs and know what you're doing. I have no idea.
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