Wild Morning and (sigh) a cup of coffee…

CaptureBoza and I walked and filled the wells. All went good until a couple of stray dogs decided to investigate Mia, Vova’s doggy! Mia it seems is going into heat and I knew this because Boza really likes her at that time. Mia likes Boza and accepts him being around, but Mia was really upset and I was thinking about investigating what was upsetting her after we filled the wells. Boza and I were standing near the church and got jumped from behind and or blindsided as I put it. Two male dogs decided to attack us…

The biggest one went after me and I saw him from the corner of my right eye. I spun around and his teeth smacked together where my arm would have been and Boza was attacked by the dog about his size. I always have a walking stick and I spun again and whooped the big dog across the head. He went down and rolled and came up yelping. He was hurt bad and ran off weaving as if drunk. Boza was in a fight with the dog his size. My shoe came off and for some reason, I grabbed it and started to beat the dog attacking Boza. I guess I did not want to hit Boza with the stick. When two dogs are going at it. They are like one dog in size…

Finally the dog raised his head to try to get away from Boza as he tore into his neck and I whopped him hard across the face. He went down and Boza jumped on him. He was crawling to get away and I pulled Boza off him and kicked him hard 5 to 6 feet in the air. Boza, not one to take being attacked laying down, attacked him again. I grabbed Boza and pulled him back and as the dog limped away, I threw my shoe at him and my walking stick. I was one pissed off bear!

I know where these dogs came from and something will be done about this. I was physically attacked, Boza was physically attacked and we were across the village minding our own business. I understand why Mia was upset now, she is chained and the only male she tolerates is Boza around her, when in heat or not. Mia does love Boza! 😉

The dogs went home and Boza and I finished our business…

Now you know why I always have a walking stick and a stick that is substantial in size and weight. Word will get out quick and if this happens again, I will deliver these dogs dead, to the doorstep of their home. We do not bother them and they need to stay where they live (more than a kilometer away.) Whether a female is in heat or not…

Boza and I have been fighting! So cool…

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And speaking of a Wild Time…

Pretty simple a CIA 5th Column tried to get into the USA embassy before he was strung up. This is how you deal with scum from the CIA…

WtR

About the Author

Russian_Village

A survivor of six heart attacks and a brain tumor, a grumpy bear of a man, whom has declared Russia as his new and wonderful home. His wife is a true Russian Sweet Pea of a girl and she puts up with this bear of a guy and keeps him in line. Thank God for my Sweet Pea and Russia.