It’s a Dog’s Life

Yesterday afternoon I was hurrying to make my wax appointment (FYI if you’re after an incredible waxing experience visit http://lessmooth.com) when all of a sudden a car came to a screeching halt on the main road. I quickly looked over just in time to see a lunch break runner get skimmed by the bonnet and roll onto the footpath. Passers by stopped to make sure he was ok; at this point he rose to his feet and proceeded to apologise to the driver! Excuse me?

Around Christmas time last year, our precious little Lulu was struck down in a horrifying hit and run incident. The beastly (poor excuse for a man) didn’t even pause to hit the breaks! Fortunately my husband and I were witness to such brutality. As I ran over to the dog, my man hurled himself into his “racing car” and sped off after the attacker. Managing to track the speeding driver down, hubby continued to escort him back to the scene of the crime. After exchanging a few heated words, we came to an agreement - the driver would pay for any extensive injuries that Lulu had endured.

After a trip to the specialist and over three thousand dollars later, I am pleased to report that Lulu is alive and well (sporting a slight limp, but alive nonetheless). Upon calling the driver we were astonished to find that our little pup had caused some minor damage to the front of his car. You can imagine our anguish and heartache after hearing such bad news. Of course we asked how his car was and if there was anything we could do. He went on to tell us that his pride and joy was at the mechanic being worked on. How could we be so cold and insensitive as to expect him to worry about our dog when his car was in such bad condition?

Again, we came to an arrangement – only this time we would pay for our baby and he would pay for his. Tremendous, just tremendous…

AVD
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