June 6, 2011

ima start biting back

dear ain't that awful diary,

i thought how nice it would be to lace up the dogs and take them for a walk on this new double leash i really don't need but spent a fortune on. so i put my little shorts on and my butt shaping sketchers- and put my hair up, got the dogs ready and headed out. i made it to the driveway where i hooked up the grump and decided to leave becky loose- for the time being anyway- last time she did so well- i didn't even need to leash her. so it was time to go. the grump dropped to the ground and growled. i pulled a gentle tug. he wasn't gunna budge. i pulled harder. nope- still not budging. i pulled real hard- and the only thing that scooted was the harness around his body.then he got pissed and turned and bit the leash. i pretty much knew his walk had ended. so i bent down to unclasp the leash from his harness and that's when he did it. he bit me on the same hand the snake did the other day. what is it with these beasts in my company? i thought you weren't supposed to bite the hand that fed you? at least he didn't leave ELEVEN fang marks like the REPTILE did- (or draw blood) but STILL.