I don't know what it is, but
when there is fresh snow on the ground my dogs go crazy. They run out into the
frozen fluff and chase each other around the yard. When I bring them back into
the house, they are still full of piss and vinegar, running from one end of the
house to the other, tumbling, and causing general mayhem which Mark does not
appreciate. That brings up another thing, where the hell did the term
"Piss and Vinegar" come from? I get the piss part, my dogs are always
full of it. But vinegar?
Walking the dogs around my
neighborhood, I've noticed something. Chicagoans are afraid of dogs. Last
evening I was walking Scout, still full of piss and vinegar, and a lady walking
on the sidewalk towards us walked off into the snow covered grass just to get
away. I was holding Scout tight against me, but that was not enough. I see it
time and again, people cross the street to avoid us. They turn and go up the
next block, or they just turn around and go back the way they came. If I see somebody
coming towards me with a dog, I get happy. I want to meet that dog, I want to
talk to it and run my hand through dog fur. I seem to be in a minority about
that. So I have learned to step out into the street when somebody is walking
towards us, as a courtesy. But the truth is that Scout only wants to say hello
and give you a big kiss. Chandler, however, is not so friendly. He can get very
angry that you had the nerve to walk through his territory. Chandler is one
scary boy when he does not know you because he is usually full of piss. I don't
know about the vinegar part.
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