Brutus made two new friends today. Skateboarders coming up from the park just as we were turning toward the door back inside. I can only imagine their view as his head popped over the retaining wall to listen intently as they slowly wheeled ever closer, dropping happy f-bombs while chatting.
He clearly caught their attention, and they slowed even more on approach, smiles growing. They got off their boards to pass by, to see better, I think. He followed with his head, and I told them, as they passed out of sight behind some bushes, that he’d love to say hi.
The next thing I hear is the clatter of a skateboard hitting the ground and “I can’t pass this shit up.” First one comes round the corner then the other, and Brutus was appropriately petted and fawned over, and called a beautiful dog and a good boy.
They wheeled away after a minute, still smiling, and I’m typing this up still grinning, and it was a good way to end the day all around, I think.
