In the '90s I was paddling the Little Peedee or Lynches river in SC. As I approached a road a man and two kids appeared on the bridge. This was a low country bridge, about 15 ft or so. Then the man bent down, picked up a retriever, and threw it from the bridge. The dog landed with a mighty splash and the kids cheered.
The dog returned to shore and the man called it back. It shuffled with it's head and tail down.
When it reached the bridge he grabbed it again and threw it into the black water. The kids cheered again. The poor dog shuffled back with its head and tail down again.
Thankfully this time I was approaching the bridge and he didn't throw the dog. The takeout was on the other side of the bridge and I didn't hear the dog get tossed again.
The whole thing was strange and sad, a grown man abusing an obedient dog for entertainment. I felt like the dog deserve better and the man deserves to be thrown off a bridge instead.
Now that I've told it, this is one of the stories that hasn't gotten funnier with time.
The dog returned to shore and the man called it back. It shuffled with it's head and tail down.
When it reached the bridge he grabbed it again and threw it into the black water. The kids cheered again. The poor dog shuffled back with its head and tail down again.
Thankfully this time I was approaching the bridge and he didn't throw the dog. The takeout was on the other side of the bridge and I didn't hear the dog get tossed again.
The whole thing was strange and sad, a grown man abusing an obedient dog for entertainment. I felt like the dog deserve better and the man deserves to be thrown off a bridge instead.
Now that I've told it, this is one of the stories that hasn't gotten funnier with time.
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so gold of sorts
