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I had high hopes this morning when I woke up and the sun was shining that today was going to be a good day. I showered like normal, ate my oatmeal, and then the dogs and I drove up to the park for our morning walk. It all seemed so perfect until I realized that all of God’s creatures were up and moving about, too. We must have missed our invitation to the groundhog convention, because we saw many of them running to get to the party and mostly using the path directly in front of us.
Nothing ruins our walks like groundhogs, because our walk quickly goes from relaxing to a code red alert status where I am no longer enjoying our walk, but using all my senses to hone in on where those dastardly terrorists groundhogs are in relationship to my dogs.
Today, I let my guard down because as we were walking back to our car, I saw a woman with a dog sitting at a picnic table just a few feet from my car.
Nothing bugs me more than being the only car in the parking lot and having someone pull up and park right next to me, when there are thousands of other open spaces all around us.
I feel the same way when someone leans into talk to me and encroaches on my personal space. Frankly, I don’t need to examine your tonsils to have a conversation with you.
So, anyway, there sat that woman with her dog in an area that was clearly defined as off limits by the proximity of my car. Well, as I was checking off the reasons in my head why the world would be a better place if I were in charge of all the rules, the dogs surged forward; I tripped over a groundhog hole and fell flat on my face.
(JD, I think we have a case against that Groundhog!)
Luckily, I was carrying a large poop bag filled with Vern’s morning deposit and landed on it to help cushion my fall. Thank you, Vern, for always being there for me. Of course, I did what every sane person does when they fall and immediately got up and looked around to see who witnessed my fall and if anyone was close enough to overhear the “endearments” I called my dogs as I was pitching forward. Thankfully, I didn’t see too many people and the woman with the dog got up and moved and we got safely in our car to go home. I did notice that Fudge seems particularly interested in the smells on my right arm, which leads me to believe the poop bag wasn’t the only thing I fell on. Right about now, I am wishing I got a couple of these:
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Groundhogs? Yea, we ain't gots them thar critters down hea'.
Oh, I forgot about the bathroom stall..LOL! The shirt got washed right after I gave Vern his bath.
Count me in, Amy!!
Doris, How did I know you would get involved? LOL
OMD I was thinking the exact same thing Amy!
Jane, Not you, too!!
wow Jane, just think how fast we could get her to crack if there were 2 of us invading her space.
I don't know if I would stand too closely to her, she seems to have all the kind of luck one wouldn't want on water.
Laurie, you crack me up.
Thanks, Lisa!! I am prepared to take both of those ladies on :) LOL
Sorry to hear you had such a bad start to the day I'm hoping the rest of it is somewhat calmer and there is no bodily evidence of this mornings trip.
Thanks, Nicky!!
JD here. I will be more than happy to take this case, but I am afraid that we cannot anticipate a very large settlement due to the fact that groundhogs are notorious for having very shallow pockets. Perhaps next time, you could try walking Fudge and Vern on old sidewalks in a very upscale suburban neighborhood. Ice would be good, too.
My mom and I are very sorry that your day started so badly, and we hope the rest of your day goes better. I am going to go see one of doctors soon, but when I get home, I will start researching the case files from Klutz VS Puxatawny Phil.
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