So something has been on my mind for a week now and I need to get it off my chest.
The other day I had just come home from a superb yoga session. I was feeling energetic and decided to clean out my truck. When I did this I found my pitty’s collar. This is no ordinary collar however. This one is specially designed to help keep my very strong brindle boy from pulling me while I walk him. It’s not 100% fantastic, however its better than the regular around the neck collar or the harness I’ve tried in the past. It’s designed to go around his neck, but also around his snout. Therefore, when he pulls on the leash it tugs his nose downward and he’s not a fan of that. Anyways, once I found the collar, I thought, “Great, I feel energetic, lets go for a walk!” While all of this is going on, I have let the front door to the house open and the brindle boy follows me in and out and around while I clean and prepare for our walk.
It’s about noon, and I’m just grabbing some poop baggies when the mail man approaches the house to deliver our mail. The pitty, hearing a noise, starts barking and running out the wide open front door. Now, I know he’s just being a good ol’ sound alarm and alerting me that someone is outside. But, I’m nervous at how the mailman will perceive this big boy coming at him. I start screaming after him “He’s friendly, he’s friendly!”. By the time I get to the door, the pup was on his way back to me, as I expected, and the mailman was behind the truck – I didn’t even get to see his face. So I call the dog to come inside and the mailman speaks as he walks away, “Don’t f**kin’ laugh, it’s not funny!”. This shocked me, because I didn’t remember laughing, but instinctually said “sorry!”.
I haven’t been able to get this out of my head. I feel so “off” about it. Did I do something wrong? I mean, its my property. Did the dog do something wrong? He was just protecting his household. I feel like I owe the mailman something. An apology note maybe? A letter to the editor of our local newspaper about how I realize I may not have been a responsible pet owner that day? But I’m not sure I believed that, nor did I want to get the public involved as they can be vicious in my town. I dunno… I mean, can’t I go about my business on my own property as I wish? Isn’t this a free country? And I didn’t laugh… I didn’t! I think the fact that he cursed at me puts me off most of all. Was that called for, was that necessary?
After all this, I took the dog for a walk around my usual neighbourhood park. I ran into another dog walker who had a pitty too. This guy was a lot bigger than mine, but 4 or 5 years younger. Just a pup. We stopped and chatted for awhile, before I carried on turning the mailing scenario over in my head.
Has this happened to anyone? Any advice, suggestions?