|Barked: Thu Jan 3, '13 12:47pm PST |
|Normal day, running errands before work tonight. Stopped home and there was the mail carrier truck...oh, goodie I won't find the mail tossed on the front porch, he can actually hand it to me..."You have a pit bull???!!!"...I was only thinking of course he knows the answer to that question, that's why the mail gets thrown on the porch...
Then he tells me that a brown pit bull just chased him while he was delivering near our house. There are at least 30-40 houses on our block, with half as many dogs. But I did panic, maybe Callie managed to get over/under/through the backyard, even though I go out there every month double checking every inch of gating.
But no, I get in the house and my son, Sophie AND Callie are all standing there looking at me. So happy to see that blocky ol' noggin.
Then after I pick up hubby at work and we get home, there's a police car in front of the house. The officer was nice at least, and we told her like we told the post office when we called them...our dog is in the house. I told my son to be on the alert in case they come back to do a nose count...but it was a scary feeling, know people who have say a cocker spaniel don't go through such excitement...now I get to go to work
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