Passenger Tales

I was almost home last Thursday when the tricycle I was riding had to stop. Half a dozen dogs were fighting in the middle of the street and the tryke was not able to get through. Actually only two dogs were fighting, the rest were just cheering them on and trying to get a slice of the action. The people standing by tried to stop the dogs but to no avail until they threw a basin of water on the fighting dogs. I could not get off and start walking because I did not relish wading through the fray. The dogs moved to the corner when water was thrown at them but still continued fighting. A small girl was almost caught in between. Good thing the dogs did not harm her. Anyway, the people continued throwing water at the dogs until the fighting broke up. We were finally able to get through. There are really plenty of dogs in the neighborhood that’s why every morning I have to be careful not to step on anything brown, yellow or sometimes even green.