The strange encounter with a mad woman
This morning as I took Rocky for his usual walk in Pearson Park, this mad woman approached me screaming and shouting that Rocky should be on a lead. I noted that her dog, a boxer, was not on a lead as it cocked a leg up and pissed over a little Yorkshire Terrier.
"Don't talk daft", I said to her.
"That's rocky, he's got an ASBO out on him!". She claimed.
That's a new one on me. I wonder when the law changed from imposing ASBO's on people to animals? No doubt the authorities will be informing me in due course, once they have informed every busybody who walks in the park first? Last I heard was that the authorities had failed in their attempt to prosecute me for a dangerous dog and impose a ASBO on me.
A mixture of law, politics, autobiography and humour. Once described as "The Devilish Advocate" (Guardian), I do have the ability to provoke a response. Sometimes it comes from someone who uses a thought process, and sometimes from jerks usually associated with the knee.
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Tuesday, July 21, 2009
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