Thursday, June 28, 2012

Poor dog

the poor dog was being laughed at when he (she?) didnt dare to cross the bridge. normally, only cars pass ocer this part of the bridge, but it was closed for all traffic for some festival where tim had to play. well, those grates were indeed quite scary, and the dog was not the only one not wanting to go there (when i took a leisurely stroll with tim, i had to hold him the entire time as i was too afraid to walk by myself. hahahhaaha. seems so stupid now, as the grates were definitely smaller than my shoes, but it does something to your brain that makes you walk funny. just like when you are on an escalator that doesnt work....). eventually, the dog went... slowly.... 
i didnt post for 2 days. i was just.... beeehhhh. so tired every evening. and then just for bed i "had to do my blog", and just didnt want to. my computer is still soooo slow, so just watching photos to decide which one to post is really annoying.... so i went to bed instead. but i actually like doing my blog... so.. its weird. i want to, but i dont want to. blablabla. lets goto bed again.. :) good night!

8 comments:

biebkriebels said...

Nice photo, can imagine how it feels, I have the same terrible!

Nellies said...

Yes, I have the same thing, when I have to walk over such a thing it's always scary. Like how you see in the photo that the dog really doesn't want to cross
(hij gaat echt in de ankers ;-))

Manon said...

They're horrible those parts where you can see through where you're walking over. You'll never find me on the Grand Canyon Skywalk (made of glass)! Another thing that I dislike: never-ending escalators (like in the T stations in Alewife and Kendall/MIT)...

Julie said...

That is really a sort of bullying, isn't it ...

Tim said...

i want a puppyyyyy

Wayne said...

Dogs don't like those mesh type walkways. I've seen them freak on pedestrian bridges made of the same material.

Kay said...

This could be my dog. He won't climb things, doesn't much like stairs that are open. We stayed once on the 2nd floor of a motel with an open fence on the walkway. My husband had to carry him out to do his business because it freaked him so & he wouldn't leave the room. This isn't convenient with an 80 lb. labrador.

And I HATE walking on openwork like that. I almost panic.

NixBlog said...

Aaaaawwww! Poor thing!