So, how do you equip yourself when you walk your dog(s)? A leash? Probably. Non-skid shoes? Possibly.
Willie and Teddy took me up behind the pond to Willie's Wilderness Wonderland after work this evening. We had about four inches of rain this weekend so I let them off the leashes on the theory that I could follow their tracks if they got out of sight. They immediately got out of sight. I heard them, though, moaning the pathetic whimper of dogs on the trail of SOMETHING IMPORTANT. I tracked them back to the sheds and found Willie scuffling with a 15 foot section of six-inch pipe on top of some piled up telephone poles. He was determined not to let the pipe get the better of him.
He was absolutely certain that the pipe contained a critter.
I could not convince him otherwise.
I picked up one end of the pipe and raised it as high above my head as I could. Nothing came sliding out. I let that end down and walked over to the end that Willie was bothering over, shooed him off, and lifted that end. Again, nothing.
As I was lowering it, though, I heard gentle scrabbling, as if something in the pipe was trying to gain its footing. I positioned myself to take a look. Just as I brought the pipe to my face, Willie rammed up against the other end, jamming the end of the pipe against that soft spot between my chin and my teeth, right below my lower lip. Much to Willie's dismay, in his moment of triumph, I dropped the pipe, snapped the leash on him, and dragged him home to investigate the damage.
Note to self:
Add to dog walk equipment list: one rubber mouth guard to protect teeth.