I knew immediately there would be blood. I again tried to step back; by then I was nearly fully backed into the corner and I needed to get the door fully closed as another was grabbing the leash to try and walk himself. Tears started welling up as I again reassured the mom it was ok; that he was just excited to get going.
Normally the group is separated by a jump proof, lunge proof gate that I sometimes struggle opening. On occasion, however, when someone happens to be home when I’m doing rounds they let the troops all hang out together. I’ve only stumbled onto it a handful of times and the group is so excited to head to the park they all gang-rush me when I walk in. The entire group is a little much to fend off–they each have a unique way of telling me they want to go–it’s actually quite funny but still a little much.
Meanwhile the pup gave another leap and clamp-down. By now I wasn’t sure I’d be able to leash up and get the guys out the door…..fortunately the mom had begun rounded them up and peeling them away so I was down to just the one to calm. Plus the burning sensation I knew was starting to swell and bleed. It’s impossible to get up set at the guy; he’s fully blind and
completely dependent on one of the others for guidance; him jumping and nipping is simply his (over exuberant) way of telling me he wants to leash up and go. Getting back on the bike to limp on I was again nearly in tears; see the clamp-down on the upper thigh was the least painful of the nips. The other one, the worst, isn’t fit for viewing in a family friendly format. Just another job hazard for the local dog walker.
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