Sunday, October 23, 2005
A New Low
You know you've reached a disturbing place in your dog training obsession when you're out for a nice bike ride on a Sunday afternoon, spot a dead squirrel in the road and think, ' Wow, that little guy's in mint condition, no blood, not flattened, o.k. he's got an eyeball hanging out but otherwise the perfect reward for Lola during agility training. If I lash him to my backpack can I make it home without barfing and do I know anyone who can competently gut and clean a squirrel?' Then you spend the next 20 minutes debating whether you should have him stuffed or just use the skin. And the worse part is that you finally do realize that you've lost all grips on the real world and put the idea out of your head but by the time you turn around and pass the squirrel on the way home you're eyeing him up again.