I decided to take the risk of taking my dogs for a walk while I rollerbladed tonight...
I think these pictures speak for themselves...
I'll just tell you about 2 of my many close encounters with the pavement...
1. My dog saw another dog. I think you all know what that means... Hunny and Hank took off... and I definitely followed. I screamed for my dog to stop as my wheels peeled out! Hunny was swerving back and forth in front of me, knocking my rollerblades as she ran. I'm so surprised I didn't bite the pavement. When I finally got my feet on a patch of grass and stopped, I noticed the 3 onlooking guys... I tried to catch my breath as I began to explain "...dog...phsyco.... I ...almost... had a ...heart attack..". They just continued to stare and didn't say a word.
Big Gulps huh?... Well... see ya later!
2. Two dogs in one block? Yep... We were in the home stretch as this huge mother dog came barreling towards us. Off I go again. I'm pretty sure when I say "Hunny! No! Stop! Heal!", she takes that as a, "Hunny! Go! Run Faster!" (did I mention she's crazy? A cute crazy though)
Then I proceded to watch my dogs get in a big scrap fight as I hollered and tried to get the dogs away from eachother.
I'm never taking them on a rollerblading walk ever again!
Hahah it was ridicuous!