I have decided that I should no longer allow Riaz to go into town alone.
On Tuesday, Riaz rode into Montezuma to pick up some groceries. It’s about a 30-minute roundtrip bike ride. Riaz came home 4 hours later. He told me he ran into this person and that person and had to stop and chat for awhile to some other person … yadda yadda yadda. Par for the course.
On Wednesday morning, at about 9:30 a.m., we heard our doorbell ring. Our neighbors are actually really friendly and sociable so I thought someone was just dropping by some baked goods or ripe fruit or something. But no … this is what turned up.
Jorge, with 3 of his 5-week old bull terriers.
Apparently Riaz had run into Jorge and his puppies while he was in town and told Jorge to bring them around so that I could be accosted by their cuteness and give in to buying one. Riaz, of course, never mentioned Jorge or his puppies until they turned up on our doorstep, claiming he “forgot.” Likely story.
Look, I’m not made of stone people. These puppies are cute, and there is one particular little girl puppy with little spots on her ears that makes my heart go pitter-pat. But puppies turn to dogs, bull terrier dogs at that, which are (apologies to all the bull terrier owners out there) kind of scary looking dogs.
I need help.