Brob’s Thread7

DOG          and         TROUBLE                                             

 

The Art of Companionship

 

1The best thing they had at the animal shelter was LaMont—a half-breed Rotweiler / Cockapoo that was presented to him as a Rotapoo, but then joggers can’t be choosers. 2Gregory ran every morning at 5:00 a.m. down Sherman Street and down a hazardous length of Colfax and he needed at least some semblance of protection provided by man’s best friend. 3But, unless you were a cat (for LaMont truly despised cats) the only thing intimidating about LaMont was the way he wheezed when he ran.

4Sure enough, two weeks after acquiring his four-legged bodyguard, a wild-eyed ruffian with a small knife stumbled out from behind a dumpster and implied an extemporaneous appendectomy if Gregory didn’t surrender a sizeable donation. 5True to form, LaMont stood there and wheezed—until a cat skittered out of the dumpster and landed in front of the would-be mugger. 6Abruptly motivated, LaMont sprang into action, causing the cat to attach itself to the ruffian’s thigh, who commenced screaming as he shook off the feline and fled down an alley.

7Gregory is never seen without LaMont and both seem content with the arrangement.

 

~ by bretwheel on October 20, 2007.