Boza and I walked a very careful path this morning. It seems that my rant yesterday was accurate and right on the money…
The last attack came from a dog about the size of Mia in the village. The owner could not control the dog and this really could not be called a dog. More like a damn horse…
Seriously, this dog dragged the old man walking it like he was not even there. I finally got in three kicks to the head and it decided to back away a second. It was trying to kill Boza. (Boza is lucky, he has very thick fur.) I grabbed Boza and picked him up in my arms and the dog tried and partially succeeded to bite me. I kicked it once more in the head and finally as it backed away the owner got him under some control…
I heard apologies, but apologies not accepted. Sorry but too many times we were attacked yesterday and three of them were unleashed dogs bigger than Boza and thank God, the last time was on a leash, though he could not handle the dog…
I just stared at the guy and the dog and realized right there that I will have something to protect Boza and I, since the brain-dead are not able to understand simple laws of nature…. I did not even cuss or act the fool…. I simply stared at two stupid idiots. The idiot and his dog idiot…
I carried Boza out of sight and out of mind…
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Boza has a new harness. Above is Boza’s harness on him. The collar is a bad thing for doggies, as we find out, collars increase eye pressure tremendously and while in a young dog it may not matter, in an older glaucoma doggy, it matters a bunch…. Pulling on the lease collar around his neck causes issues… and everyone has to pull their dog once in awhile…
Now Boza is handsome and has a new coat, as I call it…
Svetochka thinks Boza is the most handsome doggy in the world…
That is just right…
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Boza and I need to walk! Time to sneak around and keep from being eaten…
WtR