No pickleball today left us with walking for exercise. Apparently people in this area don't walk. Drivers fly down the roads and there are no sidewalks. We turned left at the first road. We walked the length of this one which ended in a turnaround.
Every road looks the same with a ratty "trailer house" next to a nice brick, sometimes on the same property,
and landscaping left to itself.
We came back to the main road, turned left at the next one and ran into the scourge of East Texas--loose dogs. Those little things, you say? Yes, five of those little ankle biters chased us down the street with the owner watching them. I was walking backward because I didn't trust that little black one. He kept getting nearer and trying to get behind me. When we got back to the main road the owner started calling them--in a rather soft voice for the amount of racket they made barking.
We managed to escape and tried the third road left. We lucked out--only one dog in a fence. We don't trust fences entirely. Last week we tried walking left out of the park. About 1/2 mile down we heard, then saw 5 dogs fenced in a yard. When we got closer, the dogs started filing through a hole in the fence and were on the road challenging us. We turned around without stopping.
Definitely no animal control here.
Louise and Duane
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