Walking (Dog walk) 39:00 [1] 2.48 mi (15:44 / mi) +8ft 15:41 / mi
Too nice of a day to not be outside, and I didn't want to (yet) bike 2 days in a row given that I had a few knee issues on my bike ride yesterday, so I went on another walk with Homer.
The plan was to walk him over to Finn Park to the stream, where he could have a swim and get cooled down. This was foiled; while walking on the trail towards the open field, I saw, about 100 meters away, a lady with a (leashed, fortunately!) dog.
She saw us, as did the dog, and the dog was very interested in investigating (and who knows, maybe fighting and killing) Homer. I concluded that the dog looked like it could be a pit bull. It got a bit unnerving when the lady was attempting to hold back the dog, but wasn't able to. She held onto the leash, but she was being pulled in the direction of us, despite her best efforts not to be.
She was looking frantic. She started yelling out to me (in some sort of accent, not sure what nationality) that the dog was (indeed) a pit bull, and she didn't know what it would do to my dog. That was non-reassuring to say the least. I stayed still with Homer, now we were about 50 yards apart. She was on a side trail, and I was thinking that once she got the situation under better control, that Homer and I could pass since we were on the main trail, and wouldn't be going directly past their location. She must have read my mind, because she yelled out "Don't bring you dog any further!"
I was annoyed that we couldn't therefore make it to the field and stream, and kind of upset at her for bringing a dog that is that unpredictable (apparently) into a public park. But then I softened my anger a bit, thinking that maybe she had very good intentions of "rescuing" a pit bull, and who knows, maybe it was her first day with the dog, and she really didn't know what to expect from it. She clearly was very concerned about a possible dog to dog encounter and was doing what she could to keep it from happening.