Monday 16 March 2009

The view from here




In a moment of madness I thought it would be nice to take the dog to Greenwich Park. Let him feel the wind between his ears. You know the routine. However the park was more Hieronymus Bosch than Breugel and what I forgot was that whilst I can just about get him to come back to me occasionally, the chance of him coming back when there are picnics to trash, children’s footballs to burst and small children to upend as well as the endless fun that can be had rolling around in your own shit and shamelessly flirting with a rather attractive Blue staff,’ well the chance of a return was some where between fat chance and no chance.
Throw into this heady melting pot of chaos He Who Must be Obeyed walking around with his iPod* in, so every time he tried bellowing for the dog to come back, he managed to bring the park to a standstill that is everyone but the dog.
Mix in Leyla and her friend chasing the dog at every available opportunity and you have a less than satisfying experience.

* Once again I am in the proverbial dog house for crimes against the moral code of conduct that I often forget to adhere to. I am sent to emotional Coventry by the master manipulator, for anything up to a month.
I doubt if there is anyway back from this one simply because there is only so much mental abuse one can tolerate in a life time. The tragedy is of course that the financial entanglement would take so long to unravel it is easier to deflect the abuse than leave it.

3 comments:

materfamilias said...

Oh dear, I can picture that park scenario only too well -- our old girl could also prolong her bouts of freedom, coming back close enough to tease us but not enough to get caught by the leash.

Your other scenario is much more difficult and not at all amusing to hear about. I won't presume to offer anything but sympathy, altho' I will also say that from what I know of you here, you deserve better.

indigo16 said...

I appreciate the sympathy, after 10 years It is never easy other than on a day to day basis.
I have made a memo to self. Train the dog!

Make Do Style said...

I am appalled by the * bit. Sorry isn't adequate enough and I know that finances are something to worry about but I think stuff training the dog start planning an exit strategy. I rememeber a very wise nice aman once told me that you set up the children to accept less than they shoudl by remaining in such a situation. I think this is food for thought and might help you to gather strength to explore options. I'm not judging just echoing the sentiment of derserving better on the basis no one deserves abuse at any level. Take care and your art selection are beautiful in your other posts.