Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Here's the other reason that she has to walk on the leash. Many of my village neighbors keep assorted livestock: rabbits, chickens, ducks, geese, horses, and even donkeys. This fellow lives right behind Jean's house. So besides flowers gardens, vegetable plots, other dogs and cats, it's entirely possible that Lucie could get into big trouble with these guys. (Although I'm sure she would only chase a goose once; she'd learn her lesson quickly when one reared up, wings spread and pecked her!) I can see the headlines now: American Dog Deported! Attacks French Chickens!
So, my doggie walks on her leash. I take her and Dali down to the river once a day where she can run as much as she wants. She keeps saying, though, that it's just not the same as being able to roam on her own and enjoy all those enticing village scents. After all, how bad can a doggie be that sits with her little legs crossed so prettily? We're not going to find out, Miss Lucie. It's THE LEASH for you!