Monday, June 20, 2011

A Gentle Beast

This Father's Day we went out to Wakaw for brunch with CB's parents. Kris was floored that there were four kinds of breakfast meats that had been done on the bbq. Instant Bernhard win. Anyway, it was very kind of them to invite the entire Sawatsky/Foster clan out to eat their food and we had a lovely time. Then I suddenly collapsed into a fit of exhaustion (possibly from the three pieces of pie I ate) and we left about 3:30 to head home. Well, you may or may not know that I believe in being in the right place at the right moment and I think my pie coma happened precisely so this next part of our day could unfold. Two blocks from our house at the corner of Taylor and Lorne we stopped at the four-way stop. To our right was an 80-100lb black lab sniffing around in the grass. We made eye contact. Kris, bless him, didn't move the car because he knows what to do in this situation: stop the car and wait patiently while I attempt to a) identify if the dog's owner is in sight and, if not b) coax the dog into our car. He knows me well and abides my urge to save all lost animals I see. I love him for it. So, I got out of the car and the dog immediately walked towards me, then past me, then into the open car where he pluncked himself down on the floor of the front passenger side like we were late picking him up and he'd been waiting for us all afternoon. I sat in the back for the two blocks back to our house.

Griff, as you can imagine was extremely displeased. She is not the most gracious host and followed Sampson the lab around the yard and house howling at him. Sampson was very calm and completely ignored her, peeing in all her favourite spots. I feel a bit badly for Griff - this is the fourth lost animal in the last two years I've forced her to deal with, though I think she actually liked that orange cat from last summer. But anyway, Sampson had a tag and his owner came to fetch him within 20 minutes after a few cookies and some water. It turns out he only lives a few blocks from us. Good old Sampson, the gentlest dog I've ever met.

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