[And yes…in case you were wondering…I *do* think I’m clever with all of my doggy puns. That’s right, I really am that lame. But wait…you already knew that, didn’t you?]

I may have alluded, once or twice, to my extreme annoyance with people that shout things out to me (and the dogs) when we’re walking together, say something completely unoriginal, and then walk away, laughing at their own cleverness and inordinately pleased with themselves. How unoriginal are the things shouted, you ask? Well, they see the beagles and shout, “BEAGLES!” Or, “UNDERDOG!” Or, “SHILOH!” Or, “TWINS!” Or, “There ain’t no rabbits downtown!” Or, my personal favorite, “Are you walking them or are they walking you?” I LOVE that one. I especially love guys that cheer when Zeus lifts his leg and pees on something. Yep.

So yesterday, when a chap walking home from work chided Zeus for urinating on a fire hydrant, and expressed his disappointment at him for perpetuating such a cliché, my hopes for the human race were lifted, just a hair. I think I even…*gasp*…smiled. That’s right.

Of course, nothing has beaten what I consider both to be the best pickup line ever and the best thing shouted at me while walking the dogs, which was:

“Baby, you put me on a leash and I won’t misbehave like that!”