He was on a leash but slipped completely out of his collar, one of the evil looking metal ones that pokes the prongs into their neck. Outrunning him was out of the question so my only option (and I'm not that great on rollerblades) was to find a place to make a stand. It was definitely one time I was thankful for always wearing those bulky wrist pads because it gave me an option of something solid to put in his mouth if I needed it. I suppose the reel from my leash would have worked too but my arm was easier to aim accurately so that was my planned defense.
Here's my girl, the other dog was just a shade bigger than she is.
Ber :lilbunny:
Here's my girl, the other dog was just a shade bigger than she is.
Ber :lilbunny: