{"id":6274,"date":"2013-02-11T06:59:29","date_gmt":"2013-02-11T11:59:29","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/avidbruxist.com\/blog\/?p=6274"},"modified":"2013-02-11T14:21:05","modified_gmt":"2013-02-11T19:21:05","slug":"the-foster-chronicles-bonita-week-4","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/avidbruxist.com\/blog\/2013\/02\/11\/the-foster-chronicles-bonita-week-4\/","title":{"rendered":"The Foster Chronicles: ‘Nita, Week 4"},"content":{"rendered":"

Previously<\/a>…\u00a0(The Foster Chronicles: Bonita, Week 3)<\/p>\n

Day 1<\/strong><\/p>\n

On our loop, I notice two loose dogs, a brown pit bull and a brown fluffy mutt, romping behind a house. I pick up the pace, hoping to get by before they notice, but the mutt sprints toward us. My three start agitating, and I know how this will go down. Redford will redirect on Violet; Violet will snap at him and then duck behind me, causing ‘Nita to pounce on the opportunity to play with her, which will make Violet put her stankface on. I’ll probably get bit and maybe break a few fingers in the knot of leashes.<\/p>\n

Ain’t nobody got time for that, so I toss Redford’s leash.<\/p>\n

He and the mutt wrestle. The mutt takes off, and Redford bolts after him. I keep walking and call Redford back, and at 20 paces—what do you know—he bounds up to me, I pick up his leash, and we all go on our merry way. I give myself a little pat on the back.<\/p>\n

Back at the house, I put ‘Nita on an extra-long leash and try to get Redford to play with her. He does laps by himself, but he’s not really interacting with ‘Nita, so I let him on the deck with Violet. Then when my neighbor stops by, ‘Nita gets so excited, she jumps the gate onto the deck.<\/p>\n

NOPE. NOT OK WITH ME.<\/p>\n

Semi-panicked, I drag her back and toss her through the gate. She tries to jump twice more, and I have to push her back.<\/p>\n

You know, other than fun and companionship and emotional intimacy and sex and sharing of household chores, an extra pair of hands for dog-wrangling is another reason I could really use a boyfriend.<\/p>\n

Day 2<\/strong><\/p>\n

Whenever I sit down—at my computer, on the couch, in the easy chair—‘Nita gets all up in my lap.<\/p>\n

After work, I sit down to pee. She jumps up. I move my legs. Her front feet fall off my knees onto the floor. And for a moment, we’re both wearing my underpants.<\/p>\n

Day 3<\/strong><\/p>\n

My sister, nieces, and nephew are at the park near my house. We head over to say hi.<\/p>\n

\"Bonita<\/a><\/p>\n

By the time we get home, I have rope burns on my hand from ‘Nita’s leash.<\/p>\n

Day 4<\/strong><\/p>\n