A Blessed Encounter With A Dog Whisperer

, , , , , | Friendly | July 28, 2020

I have a Staffie-cross who looks tough but is nothing but a massive wimp. She has a tendency to pull and is able to wriggle out of her collar, so she’s walked on a harness, which just makes her look more intimidating to those who believe the breed’s stereotype.

One day, I was walking her along the main road. It was fairly busy, and she was alternating between trotting along next to me and stopping to have a good sniff at whatever caught her attention. When we got to a pedestrian crossing, there was another woman there with a little girl. I brought my dog in close and got her to sit between my feet to wait for the lights to change. As she was sitting nicely, I didn’t take up the slack on the lead as fully as I normally would.

While we were waiting, a big lorry turned off the main road onto the one we wanted to cross. As it did so, its air brakes hissed right in front of us. My dog scuttled backward with a yelp, as far as her lead would allow, straight between my legs.

The little girl was at her side before I was. She started carefully petting her on the side of her neck and face and telling her that the “scary monster” was gone. After a few seconds, my silly dog was once again wagging her tail and licking the little girl’s face like she hadn’t just been terrified by air.

The mum was watching carefully but not stopping her little Dog Whisperer from making a new friend.

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Not All Sidewalk Salesmen In NYC Are Scammers… Who Knew?

, , , , , , , , | Working | July 22, 2020

I am a British tourist visiting New York City. I get stopped in the street by a man giving away tickets to “The David Letterman Show.” Thinking this sounds interesting, I decide to get a ticket.

Man: “Okay, I just need to ask you one question.”

Me: “Sure.”

Man: “What colour is the announcer’s hair?”

I pause. I have no idea!

Me: *Disappointed* “I don’t know. The show isn’t broadcast in the UK so I haven’t a clue, I’m afraid.”

Man: “Oh, that’s a shame. Tell you what. I like you, so if you just take a look at that red car over there…”

Me: *Catching on, laughing* “Oh, could it possibly be red?”

Man: “Correct! See, I knew you knew it! Here’s your ticket for tonight’s show!”

Me: “Thanks!”

I went to the recording, expecting the guest to be some sportsman or soap star I’d never heard of, but the guest turned out to be Bruce Willis! So, I got to tease my friend back home who is a big fan of “Die Hard” that Bruce Willis had been in the same room as me! It was a very enjoyable show and I was so thankful to that man for helping me out!

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No Borders On That Kid’s Kindness

, , , , , | Friendly | July 5, 2020

I’m the author of this story.

It is a sunny day and I am outside for a walk with my dog, a border collie. We are walking along a narrow, curved path that is surrounded by thick bushes. Suddenly, a mother with a young child of two and a half to three years shows up. The child sees my dog and immediately runs toward us.

After the crazy incident that happened just a few weeks earlier, I am a bit wary. I quickly tell my dog to sit down behind me, but before I can say anything, the mother calls out to the child.

Mother: “[Child], stop!”

The boy immediately stops and waits, eyes still glued to my dog.

Mother: “You can’t just approach a dog. You have to ask the owner first if it is okay to pet their dog.”

The boy looks at me expectantly but doesn’t say anything. 

Me: “You can pet him, but you have to be very careful.”

Slowly, the boy comes closer.

Mother: “Remember, [Child], you can pet dogs on their back, but not their face.”

The boy carefully reaches out and gently pets my dog on the shoulder. After a while, the mother decides they should leave, but the child doesn’t want to.

Child: “One more!”

He continues to gently pet my dog.

Mother: “Okay, but we have to go back home.” 

Child: “One more!”

He gives a few more gentle pets.

Mother: “[Child], we have to go home. You have to take your nap.”

The boy, who is clearly not ready to part ways yet, looks to me for help.

Child: “One more?”

Me: “Well, we actually have to go home, too. [Dog] needs to take a nap, too, after our walk.”

The boy considers this for a moment and then nods and steps aside to let us leave. His mother thanks me for letting her child pet my dog and we start to walk away. After a few steps, the boy calls out to us.

Child: “Wait!”

He came running after us and I let my dog sit down again. The boy gave my dog one last pat and then slowly lowered his head to place the softest little kiss on my dog’s shoulder before he quickly ran back to his mother. Back with her, he turned around and waved at us. He kept standing there waving until we disappeared behind a corner. 

Thank you, little boy, for making my day! And thank you, awesome mom, for some great parenting!

No Borders On That Lady’s Crazy

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This Is So Not “OK”

, , , , , , | Friendly | June 26, 2020

I’ve parked my car and rushed to get a parking coupon from a machine. You put coins in the machine and press the “OK” button, it prints you a coupon that states how long you can park your car, and you have to put that coupon inside your car window.

I’ve just put coins in the machine and am searching for more when somebody right beside me reaches for the “OK” button. When I turn my head to see what is happening, there is an elementary school kid, nine or so and probably on his way from school, frantically pressing the “OK” button, looking at me. I just stare at him and suddenly, he runs off.

The machine processes the transaction and after a while, it prints me a ticket that has too little parking time for me to use.

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On The Bright Side, Your Hair Can See Really Well

, , , , | Related | June 23, 2020

I’m running errands with my daughter. She’s autistic and doesn’t feel comfortable talking. We usually manage to communicate just fine despite this.

Me: “Hey, sweetheart, have you seen my reading glasses?”

My daughter points to my head.

Me: “No, those are my sunglasses; I’m looking for my reading glasses.”

My daughter looked at me like I was an idiot and pointed to my head again. I felt around the top of my head to appease her.

Lo and behold, I had, indeed, perched both pairs atop my head without realizing.

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