Weiner

I was driving home tonight after Kung Fu when just a few blocks from home I almost ran over a wiener dog. I stopped for him to cross the street and was surprised to see him wander up to my car instead of running away. Guessing that this dog might be lacking a few brains I got out of the car to check him for tags. As I excited my car he promptly rolled over for a belly rub in the middle of the street.

Luckily he did have tags so I called the owner. I got voicemail and decided to bring him home with me instead of letting him wander around lost. Luckily the owner called me back fairly soon, happy to know I found him safe, and came to pick him up. I played with him for a bit while I waited...he really likes belly rubs. The owner thanked me profusely and asked me about my uniform (I was still in uniform from kung fu) so I talked about Kung Fu for a bit. She thought it sounded pretty cool; maybe we’ll have a new Kung Fu student somewhere in Edmonton.

I feel pretty good right now, what a pleasant way to start off my night. I look forward to my roommate coming home and being puzzled by the muddy paw prints in the kitchen.