Face Plant

Jasper can be such a doofus when he's out walking on a leash. Yesterday (March 11th), we encountered a woman walking towards us with a retriever, her pet-sitting duty for the day (and another doofus), on a leash. The two doofi attracted each other like magnets. I was able to control Jasper with my ponderous weight, but the retriever was more than the woman could handle as he dragged her forward. She pitched forward, stumbled over the curb, and face-planted in the street. I felt bad for her. That hurt. A high price to pay.