A cock rooster as seen at the Sandwich Fair.
I took the dog for an afternoon walk for some exercise since I'll be at the Sandwich Fair for the rest of the day. We walked around the cemetery near our home where the founder of the Boy Scouts of America, William Dickson Boyce, is buried. It was a nice relaxing walk, but then a passing SUV doing at least 30 MPH with two pit bulls starting barking at my dog and me. One of the two dogs jumped out of the window from the back seat, which was about a four foot drop, and landed hard on the road. Whoa.
“FUCK! What the fuck are you doing, you fuck!?! God fucking damnit!” is what the older female driver of the vehicle exclaimed. Holy shit. I thought the dog was dead. It skidded about 10 feet. Then a kid jumped out of the passenger to scoop up the dog who was stunned, but I think okay for the most part.
After listening to the driver of the SUV and having just finished watching Jon Gruden curse so terribly bad on Hard Knocks, I’m going to try and cut back on the bad language or at least pretend my kid is always nearby.
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