I don't remember if I told everyone about the dog fight the neighbor
had last night. It was right before I went to get Derrick from Track
practice. THis year he is just helping with practice pretty much.
They found him a bowling partner. But anyway, the two dogs that
live across the street that are pretty mean were not on the leashes
like there supposed to be. I knew something was up because my
dog, and Derrick's dog Doby were both really loud and barking up
a storm. Should have known why, but didn't think. Doby was really
getting into the theme. But he has been attacked by a big dog and is
skittish with big ones. But the neighbors dog got attacked, he is a
german shepard, and the lady down there got attacked, her husband
had his gun and shot it trying to protect his wife and dog. The dogs
ran I heard the lady that owns the dogs, screaming I'm trying to get
them. But if you can't control them, don't let them lose in my opinion.
Then her boyfriend was driving around trying to find them. And she
was yelling I'm trying to get them, with the neighbor talking to cops on
the phone. Some kid out in the street telling the neighbor guy were the
one went. I'm thinking and yelling tell that kid to get inside. The lady yells
the dog wont hurt anyone. I said, I didn't say that I said get that kid
inside period. The guy told the kid to go inside, because he did.

But gosh, why the heck are you letting kids stay outside when your dangerous dog is being chased down. Even when your own kids aren't always safe with
them.

Ugh, what a bit of excitement I didn't need.

Donna