I hurt my knuckle last night when I went to take Xander for a walk. You see, he gets REALLY excited when I open the door and runs out. Well, yesterday when I opened the door, something went wrong and when he ran out, my knuckle hit the doorframe. Well, now I have bad bruise and it hurts REALLY bad. I could barely write in my real diary last night.
Anyways…
This morning I took Xander for yet another walk. Well, one of my neighbors had her dog (it’s a puppy) outside. It wasn’t on a leash (she broke the law). Well, the puppy ran across the street and started sniffing Xander and I thought that it would be okay. I mean, most of the dogs in the neighborhood are really nice. Well, first, the dog thought Xander was a girl, so he..uh…violated him. Then, he realized Xander is a boy, and he started fighting with him. I kept yelling no. (Whenever I’d yell, Xander would just kind of walk away and he tried to go home.) Well, the other dog, wouldn’t leave Xander alone. And the lady’s 2 year old (son or grandson) was over holding onto Xan’s leash and I couldn’t get Xander away. I was screaming at the dog and the kid and I thought that dog was going to kill Xander. (It was a lab mix and it’s rather big…esp. compared to my baby.) Finally, the lady noticed that the dog was gone (not the child) and was attacking Xander. She came running over and apologized. She couldn’t even calm her own dog down, but I finally got Xander away from him. I, then, carried Xander home in my arms (it was 2 houses away). I was so scared and so was he. Then, when I offered to take him for another walk a little while later, he didn’t get very enthusiastic. (I know he had to go.) But I finally got him to go out, after we BOTH made sure that lady and her dog were gone.
Anyways…that lady is ALWAYS causing problems. She tried to get Tiffy to get rid of her dog, Lucky, because she said Lucky is vicious. (Lucky killed her puppy (the sibling of the one that came after Xander), when one of her unsupervised children threw him over the fence…Lucky just thought he was a toy.) Well, Animal Control told the woman that since Lucky was afraid of strangers, that he probably wasn’t vicious. Anyways…she hates Tiffy and if she knew that Tif and I are friends, she’d probably hate me, too. Of course, that’d be fine with me. (Well, not really.)
Oh, and about the slambook thing saying that you’re all fuzzychick. Fuzzychick is my slambook id. I’m going to have to see if I can get a new link.