The Day After

 

Little girl dog chases poor Toby

Notice how everything in the neighborhood happens near this same mailbox?

In The Great Roundup, I told how a little girl pup from the neighborhood invited herself on a walkabout, and I helped her get home.  I sort of thought that this might have been a bonding experience for us and that she would think fondly of me and mine afterwards.

Nope.  The next day Toby wanted to walk down her street because his favorite harem girl (remember her from Odoglisque in Dream Our World?) lives nearby.  Even though we were 1/4 of the way into the family across the street’s yard, this femme fatal came charging after my timid little Toby and rammed into him at full speed, growling all the while.

I try to be patient with the dogs realizing that they are a different species with a different perspective on the world, but this little girl really should be restrained.  I worry that she might hurt my Toby or turn on me.  There is also her own safety to worry about.  Little dogs don’t check for cars before crossing the street.

I hope I never need to draw a story about her using the color red.

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Want to learn more about some of Toby’s favorite girlfriends?  Then check out Dream Our World! In it, Geordie and Toby visit the museum of their dreams.

Cover of the book Dream Our World

11 Comments

  1. We remember the harem girl from Dream Our World! Toby, sounds like you’ve got a few girl friends. Apparently, this one doesn’t want a boy friend. That said – her humans should keep an eye on her if she’s not friendly and runs in front of cars.

  2. Pingback: Shhh! | The Adventures of Bitey Dog

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