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From: Gary.Petraccaro@f90.n129.z1.fidonet.org (Gary Petraccaro)
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[This is from the Blink Talk Conference]

Willie,

     Don't know if I ever told this one before, but if I have just skip
this one.

     Anyway, I remember one night, well after midnight, I was coming home
from the library--stop sniggering, it really Was the library, and no, she
wasn't a redhead.  I didn't have more than a ten block walk, but the
university had been doing some construction and part of my walk led through
that area.  Well, you can guess what happened.  The landmarks were altered
because of the construction and, all of a sudden, I had no real idea where
I was exactly.  Well, after doing exactly what Dave Martin said some people
do--blaming the dog for their own shortcomings--I stopped to think it out.
I knew approximately where I was, but seemed to be in a dead end and no one
was about at all.  Just me and my first dog, Oran.  I remembered hearing
some other dog users talk about being in similar situations and they said
that all they did was to give the dog his head.  What the hell, I couldn't
get More lost.  "Let's go home, okay?"  I tried to tell him that I was
sorry I'd been harsh before and that I was just plain upset.  I guess it
worked, 'cause off he went and at a gait which said as plain as words"
"schmuck, I know where I'm going, even if you don't.  It's late and I'm
tired too."
     Within ten minutes we were home, or what passed for home.  I couldn't
have done by myself.  A cane sure as hell couldn't have done it.  But he
could and did.  The whole affair changed our relationship and I became a
better person and dog user after that.  He was a great dog, and one day,
I'll tell the one about him and the mailman.  He died six years later and I
burried him with his harness.

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