Today I walked Safyre and had a dog come charging at us from a yard because the lady couldn't keep ahold of the leash.  Seriously?  Thank God the dog wasn't mean, but how am I to know that at the time?  It was twice Saffy's size.  I can't even pick Saffy up right now to try and protect her all I could do was try to keep myself between them - and how bad could that have been if it WAS mean?  I'm not sitting on the couch, sobbing, gasping for air, and waiting for my inhaler to work.