Greedy Dogs - Horrid Owner!

Two days of  beautiful sunshine have been followed with two days of heavy showers.  I've had to time our walks to avoid a soaking and I have not been too successful.  The two evils have either run back to the van leaving me soaked, refused to get out of the van leaving me soaked or tried to gain shelter under the golfing brolly with me - leaving them soaked :-)

Today I time my morning walk perfectly.  It was windy and looking very bleak over the headlands towards France, but it was dry.  We took advantage of this by meandering back along the public path via the blackberry bushes.   A lovely walk in the wind is perfectly rounded off by a feast of berries according to Weimaraner logic.

I will never tire of watching the way my two delicately nibble at the ripe berries, avoiding impaling their tongues on the thorns or the accidental ingestion of an unripe berry.  For a breed that has the eating habits of a dung beetle (or is that just mine?) watching them balance on tip toes always makes me smile.  Unfortunately it does not always make others smile as well.

We "nibbled" round the corner to be faced with a rather cross looking man waving his margarine tub in our direction.  I was thus informed "I've watched you let your dogs eat all the berries along the pathway.  Besides being greedy it is not hygienic for others that might want to collect some".  You know I have just experienced one of the most awful school Summer holidays of shitty dogs and their shitty owners with their shitty kids (and in some cases I do mean shitty) invading my enjoyment of peaceful walks so I think I can be excused for my retort of "well I have to let them feed on the bushes on the way back because they wee all over the bushes on the way out" and yes I did point to the direction he had come from as the said bushes of the "on the way out" in discussion.

The look on his face more than made up for the one Hail Mary I owe him above.

Having said that, and before anyone can say I give dog owners a bad name, I did get my come uppance. 

Upon watering my two when back at the van I automatically went to throw the residue water over my shoulder like I always do so I can put the bowl back dry.  Shame I did not do a finger to the wind check as, yes you guessed it, I ended up with a face full of water blown straight back via the wind. 

Divine intervention me thinks as God has probably got a handle on us Weimaraner owners by now.......