We spotted a few friends and started hanging out with the usual people. There was this adorable border collie named Bandit that kept bringing me the ball and just wanted to case it forever. He looked something like this:
Which was pretty darn cute. So I threw the ball around with him because his owner was rather elderly. And he just loved chasing that thing. In fact... he didnt stop chasing the ball for two hours. And now you might be saying, but Kieri... weren't you only there for 30 minutes?
I should probably explain that the woman who owned Bandit looked like this:
Yes. She was older and had curlers in her hair. Big Curlers... At the dog park... She was talking to a friend of mine who always brings her 5 month old baby to the park with her (Helo always licks her feet when she makes any kind of noise.) So I said hello and asked about Bandit. The lady excused herself, saying she was going to try to find a bathroom. I have no clue where the bathrooms are, so I kindof dismissed it, thinking they were close.
Well my friend left and twenty minutes passed by. I'm still throwing the ball for Bandit and I'm starting to wonder where those bathrooms are. I let the dog wander off with a guy who was playing ball with his dog because Helo is laying down half asleep already and Russell is ready to go. I look for the owner, but there are no curlers to be seen. So I told Russell the situation and realized, this woman was asking me to watch her dog when she went to the bathroom, even if she didn't actually ask.
These other very nice fellows (one of whom's dog would not stop humping helo) over heard the story and had some opinions of their own. I had been duped.
And hour and a half after sitting at this park and we are still wondering what we should do. All five of us now involved just siting at the park laughing about what had happened. Was she lost? Senile? Dumping her dog on a nice young couple? Was I senile? Did she really not exist? Until I saw an ambulance drive by. What would an ambulence be doing in the park? Unless Curlers had a heart attack on the pot! That is why she has yet to return for her dog!
The guilt set in. And the time crunch. Russell had work in a few hours. I wouldnt be able to stay that long, at which point I would need to call animal control to pick up the pooch.
Two hours at the park and I am still waiting and watching for Curlers. Helo was so tired he was just letting that dog hump him. I had Russell look up the number for the park rangers. I had typed it into my phone when I saw another pink shirt in the distance. I had seen a few false alarms now, so I didnt really think it was her, and everyone else was convinced she didn't exist. Then I saw the curlers, it was her! I was upset and relieved. She headed over to us and said "rin-tin-tin"! (which is what she had been calling helo)
Then she left.
We left too.
She didnt address me or say thanks for watching my dog for two hours. Nope. So as we were all walking out, she said she had gone to the bathroom, but didnt think it was very safe, so she DROVE HOME to go. Without her dog. Nor anyone "officially" doing so. She didnt even think I had been watching him. Grrr.
Crazy irresponsible Curlers.
