On her morning walk with the puppies in the park, Simone encountered a woman walking her black labrador. Tom, Simone's Pekinese-poodle blend, strained against his leash in a desperate effort to visit the big dog. He pulled and he yanked, he ducked and he jumped until, at last, he managed to wriggle out of his collar. He immediately raced toward the labrador, tail wagging in anticipation.
The larger dog barked once and Tom, his bravery evaporated, raced away. Not toward Simone. That would have been too simple. Simone stood on the spot, contemplating the situation, as her whistles and calls failed to elicit a suitable response from the dog. Zara, Tom's sister, sat quietly at Simone's feet, staring up expectantly.
"Okay," sighed Simone. "You might as well go too." She released the second dog's leash. Zara raced after her brother who zoomed this way and that. In the end though, Zara, being the smaller and more agile of the two, caught up with him and, with nimble nips at Tom's tail, herded him back toward Simone. Zara barked a few times at her brother as Simone put his leash back on then she sat still for her own leash to go on again.
Tail between his legs, Tom walked well behind Simone and Zara the rest of the way home.
Sisters do have a way of ruining your fun, n'est-ce pas?
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