You'll be glad to know you are no longer my #1 worst enemy on the planet. A far superior candidate has taken your place.
Last night we let my awesome neighbor take Roscoe down to the grass to play with her dog. She has a beautiful Golden Retriever who is Roscoe's best bud and we often take turns watching them while they frolic in doggie joy.
However, last night was a unique night thanks to the worst people on earth. While our little munchkin was running around, being his happy go lucky, playful self these two jokers with two Jack Russel terriers came out into the grass.
Now, normally I love a Jack Russel. My aunt has a great one who is awesome. But, news flash, a Jack Russel is the type of dog that needs a TON of exercise to stay balanced. These people lock 2 of the little guys up in a 2' x 4' balcony. Of course they are going to be a little out of whack. Every time I've seen these two little dogs they yip, lunge and bite at people.
Roscoe didn't know any better, so he ran up to these two dogs and one of them CLAMPED DOWN AND BIT OUR LITTLE GUY HARD on his droopy adorable jowl. He made him BLEED.
I admit, some of this is our fault. We let him run around without a leash. We weren't there supervising the meeting. We are partially to blame...but how can I feel anything but hateful wrath toward someone who let their pet to this to mine:
After going to the vet, doping him up so they can shave the puncture would site, getting the bite flushed with saline and sending him home to us with $90 worth of antibiotics and anti-inflammatories all we could do was lay around and make sure our little guy was alright.
So, scooter girl, consider yourself officially removed from my S*** list.