American Dogs

A brief anecdote as promised earlier.

You certainly see some strange things in America. I’m afraid to say that I didn’t see a skateboarding dog (its on Google or YouTube if you’re interested), but I did see several other interesting types of dog. In San Francisco I witnessed a man deep in conversation with his dog, discussing where to go next. Actually that’s all wrong because my poor choice of words or basic illiteracy makes it sound like the dog was in fact an active participant in the discussion, i.e. talking. It was not. I’m not even sure if it was listening. Then again, this might make the man one of the more sane people about, as a lot of people seemed to be walking along talking to no one in particular.

Next, somewhere or other on my travels, I went into public toilet. At the wash basin, a man was busily washing his hands. Balanced on his shoulders was some sort of Yorkshire terrier, which looked a bit apprehensive, as you would no doubt, if you were that small and perched six feet up in the air. Why the man didn’t just let the dog stand on the floor I’ve no idea.

Finally, walking along Pier 34 in San Francisco, I realised that I’d had enough of merely looking at dogs and decided it was time to eat one. I highly recommend readers to try a Polish Dog next time they are in the US - it’s far better than the regular Hot Dog.