mr. nobody and mr. somebody.

 lunch walk with my dog started out peacefully. by the end of our classic circuit around the block we've encountered a surprise in a form of dog running around free. something small with tingling collar was suddenly jumping around to the right of us then to the left and invited us to dance. I was quickly shortening the flexi leash and pushed my pet darling to the ground. luckily I didn't drop my blind stick in all this ruckus. however the dog was persistent and the owner nowhere to be found, or at least he's been silent as a spy. it didn't occur to him that I could have tripped over his dancing pet. with all my strength I've dragged my Manny along our direction of travel in order for us not to end up entangled on a square meter. hurray! we've managed to brake free and went along while I continued to calm down my over excited pet. suddenly Manny's body strung up and wanted to jump again. I literally yank him back. in that moment I hear a pleasant male voice: there's a magpie in the bushes. I thanked him and continued to tame Manny's hunting instincts. in any case I was very glad now knowing that we've met a magpie. this audible mr. Somebody could walk by us more often...