No this is not a reprint of my July 4th story on Olinoy's Annual Hot Dog Eating Contest, although that was a clever title for it even if I do say so myself. And I do.
No this story is about Jorge Jorgenson, who works for the Olinoy Post Office and Rascal, a West Highland White Terrier, commonly known as a "Westie," belonging to Ed and Georgette Huggins. Jorge's been delivering the mail in that area of Olinoy for over 35 years. He's known Rascal since he was just a pup. Rascal, not Jorge.
For the 8 years since then they've played this game together on every single day that there's mail delivery, where Rascal pretends to be a dog who's angrily after Jorge, who gets to play the role of a frustrated mailman. Rascal nips at Jorge's heels, barking all the way from the gate at the edge of the sidewalk, to the mailbox at the front door… and back again. Rascal invented this game and he really loves it. Jorge, not so much.
Last Thursday, weighed down by a particularly large fall edition of the OHO-Q (Outdoor Hunting in Olinoy - Quarterly) Jorge slipped on a slobber covered rubber bone and smacked his chin on the bottom step of the Huggin's porch.
Jorge's Poligrip met it's match in that step and his teeth shot out of his mouth with the kind of accuracy that warrants a feature article in the very magazine he had scattered all across the Huggins' front bushes. Rascal became the unintended target of that accuracy as Jorge's dentures lodged themselves firmly in his little canine backside.
Man bites dog, indeed. "I wouldn't wish something like this on 'em, poor boy, but after 8 years, I think he had it coming," Jorge mumbled through his face cast, "I really hate that game."
Rascal and Jorge are both doing well and will recover completely, although it may be quite a while before Rascal feels like playing his favorite game again. Jorge is relieved if that's true, but as he put it, "I'll believe it when I see it. "