A place to babble endlessly about the mundane ongoings of my life the center of which are... hockey, dogs, and cake.
Monday, May 15, 2017
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.