No Animals were harmed in the writing of this blog

So I don't really blog all that much. Normally one or two sentence on Facebook accomplishes my goal. This little 5 minute event takes at least 3 sentence to tell.

I was stopped at an intersection of a fairly big street and a fairly average street (900 S, 700 E for SLC folks). I saw a lady walking two yorkies on a retractable leash or I guess in this situation two retractable leashes. Now these leashes are normally 10 or 12 feet long. I just checked online and they do have 26' long leashes, so I am guessing this is what she had.

As she approached the intersection, I was astounded by how far ahead these leashes could stretch and was waiting to see her pull them back or to see if they were trained to sit at intersections. The best I can tell she called for them as they got close and they jumped around like little excited cat-dogs. They never went into the intersection but they didn't seem too under control. The lady then turned to walk down the street I was driving on and the direction I was driving. Luckily this is a street with a sidewalk which is about 10' away from any cars. (Yes some of you can see where this math might start heading).

As I approached the dog walker, her dogs were on the grass between the sidewalk and the road. Fortunately being a dog lover, I was watching the dogs and not the road. Now the cool thing about retractable leashes is that they come with a lock button on them, so you can stop your dog from walking into the street and the cool thing about yorkies are that they are so light you can pull on their leash and whip them around like a...something you whip around. I then saw one of the yorkies jump off the curb into the street, so I honked my horn and took my foot off the gas. I really figured having a dog in the street and car honking its horn would cause the lady to put the brakes on her dog or to pull her dog back to her. A half second later, I realized she was not reacting at all.

Now heading at 30 mph to a dog that has walked an additional 6 ft to the center of my lane and cars coming at me in the other direction. I decide it is about time to slam on my brakes as hard as possible. Honestly by the time I felt the car start to slow down the dog was too close to the front of my car for me to see and by the time I stopped the dog's previous location was about even with the center of my car or even with my back tires. I really couldn't tell if I hit him or not since it would be an 8 lb dog impacting a 2000 lb squeeling car.

As soon as I stopped I looked up to my right and saw the lady casually standing there. I looked down and there were two doggies jumping around playing. I waited another second to see if the lady would show any emotion or something...nope.

So I drove home and wrote this.