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Micahel Vic Wants My Dog

I haven't posted in a long assed time, I know, I know. I've been a busy bee. I just moved AGAIN. This time, it was because my landlord busted us for having Courage, so it took a while, but I finally found a doggy friendly home for us. Now, we're snug as a bug, like 2 peas in a pod in our new pad. Peas and car-rots Jenny, peas and car-rots.

As I walked him to our usual spot today, there was a dog running around loose. The dog came up to us and attacked Courage. Courage was ready to throw down, but it scared the shit out of me. I wasn't sure that I could stop him from ripping the throat out of this other dog. I didn't know if I'd be able to separate them. The owner came jogging over, yelling at his dog, apologizing to me. When I asked him why his dog wasn't on a leash, he said he was just putting the dog in the car. He didn't live there, he had the dog by the water, playing. I looked at the guy and and said, "my dog will fucking KILL your dog!" The guy just scooted his dog away. There were 2 older women who live on the corner. Their deck overlooks the water, and apparently, they could see everything that happened. As this random guy and his asshole dog head back to his car, one of the women shout, "is your dog OK?" He says, "yeah, he's a scrapper, he can hold his own." He gets in his car and takes off. This pissed me off to no end. I was LIVID! How dare those old bitches ask that guy if HIS dog was OK? Why didn't they ask me if I was OK or about MY DOG? Oh, you know I had to say something.

I walk right up to their gate and look up at them. I asked them why they asked the other guy if his dog was OK and not mine? They didn't say anything. I said, "my dog was on a leash, under control.... is it because you think my dog is a pit bull?" One of them speaks up and says, "well, he does have that look about him, and the other dog was such a little guy." Mind you, this other dog was no chihuahua. He was a good 60-70 pound brindle pit bull/retriever mix. I told those two women, "that guy's dog came up and attacked us, he should've had his dog on a leash. What if I were a little kid walking my dog and that happened? Would you still ask if HIS dog were OK?" They didn't say anything. I finished with, "my dog is NOT a pit bull, nor is he even part or mixed with any type of pit bull. He is a pure bred Dogo Argentino, an Argentinian Mastiff." All I heard was, "oh." This whole Michael Vic thing has fucked things up for the rest of the responsible dog owners.

That night, I let Courage take a big, fat, steaming shit on their lawn a-la "Me, Myself & Irene" style. It's still steaming there.