If you’ve followed this blog for, oh a week or so, you’ve no doubt seen pictures of the heavy iron chains that are draped between concrete posts in the parks where I walk our dog, Maddie. The chains form a fence of sorts and present an irresistible challenge for my alleged photographic skills. I’ve made numerous attempts to capture sunlight filtering through the links, water drops hanging off the links and birds resting on the chains and the posts.
Maddie and I generally adhere to the boundaries defined by the fence. We stay off of the playing fields and we enter and exit through openings. On occasion, we need to cross the fence line (usually to access a trashcan). Monday was such a day. Monday was also a day that Lois published a post about “Straddling” – perfect timing.
Whenever we need to cross the chain, I walk Maddie to a point where the chain hangs low. At those places, Maddie and I can both easily jump/step over the fence. On Monday, as Lois was writing about straddling, I was straddling – the chain. Maddie, for reasons unknown, decided to crawl under the chain. Then she saw something interesting and tried to run. Picture this: Dog under chain. Leash under chain. Man straddling chain. Dog pulling very hard, very fast. Chain rising. Today’s one-liner,
This post is part of Linda G. Hill’s fun weekly series One-Liner Wednesday. If you would like to join in on the fun, you can follow this link to participate and to see the one-liners from the other participants.