On the second day of the New Year down on the South Perth foreshore having breakfast with friends something funny eventuated. The South Perth foreshore appears to be the 'in' spot to exercise, walk, jog, run and take the dog for a hike around the river. It is actually quite busy. A lady with a dog decided to let it off the leash when she hit the lawn area. We were sitting under the shade of a bench seat and table while the group next to us were quietly enjoying the cool breeze and the shade of a tree. They were a family of generations. You know the one, grand parents, parents and children.
The dog ran over to the family group and began acting happily as a dog does. Basically it was doing what dogs do when they get off the leash and the owner is otherwise so preoccupied as to ignore where it went or to oversee it's behaviour. The dog was all over the generational family and I have to say the dog showed no signs of hostility at all, in fact he/she was darn right friendly. The father of the children got very upset and began screaming at the woman, who was a good 100 metres away from where the family group were relaxing. He began swearing at her to put it on a leash and get it under control or he was going to hurt the dog. Now this scene happens everywhere and I have seen it before. So it was not that unusually funny, however my friends and I watched with amusement the conversation which erupted between the dog owner and the children owner, which became extremely hostile at 80 paces.
Despite the fact that this was amusing us, (don't let anyone tell you that there is no free entertainment in Perth) you have to feel for the poor dog because he was just being a dog, you know sniffing around with a big stupid grin on his face at the freedom he had just incurred.
The dog owner became very upset over the hostile engagement with the father and as she called the non-responding mutt she started dialing on her mobile phone. She stood under a tree as the father verbally abused her, calling her dog who now seemed to understand that it's owner was a tad upset and ran over to cheer her up. Dogs are so good like that, they just instinctively know when their owners are having a bad day.
While this was going on one of our friends who is non-indigneous made a very funny appropriate remark. She said 'I bet she is calling her mother'. We all looked at her for clarity. She went on to say that she had been to a standup comedy act recently and an Aboriginal comedian was discussing the difference between 'black chicks' and 'white chicks'. He said 'when white chicks get into trouble they get on the phone and call their mothers, however, when black chicks get into trouble they get on the phone and call their brothers'.
We all started laughing because you see this is what Noongar chicks do. I mean I do that, I phone my brothers. We continued the banter about this comparison and our friend said recently when she was in Broome and something happened to her, she remembered what the comedian had said and so she phoned her brother (not her mother). She then went on to say her brother just happened to be on his way up to Broome for a visit at the time of her call and arrived two days later. I swear we were all rolling around laughing.
Here's to good friends, lively conversation and free entertainment.
Life is Good.
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