So, Maizy and I started out on our third C25k excursion today. I really didn't want to go. It was a struggle to get up off the couch (pun intended), change clothes and walk out the door. It started off well. But a little more than 1/2 way through, we saw a lab. The lab rushed us and that set Maizy off barking and she was really tense. About a block past that we see a guy walking a small dog. BARK BARK BARK, pull pull pull. End of that same block, Maizy sees a BIG BLACK dog that was running loose. I didn't see it right away. Maizy pulled, I fell. Luckily I didn't let go of the lead. I pulled her - 100 pounds of her - for an entire block trying to get away from that dog as she braked viciously. Just as we were at the home stretch, a guy who walks his very calm, very sweet, very large dog came around a corner. We both stopped. I walked into a yard. Just as we were almost past, Maizy whirled and lunged at the dog. I was HORRIFIED. As I was dragging her barking butt down the street, he yelled something but I don't know what he said.
That kind of behavior makes me never want to walk her ever again. Damn dog.
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