Have I mentioned that I live in the 'hood? I think I have...but today was definitely the scariest day I have ever experienced.
This morning, me and my pop were attacked by two pittbulls, right in our own backyard. We're OK - but a little shaken.
I was playing with my kong in the backyard while my pop was working on his truck in the driveway...all of a sudden two pittbulls started to come up the driveway. My pop got in their way and made a lot of noise, but they really, really wanted to GET me. They were snarling and growling and showing their teeth. I was really afraid.
Pop got them to back up a couple of feet, then he scooped me up and jumped onto our giant wood pile. The pittbulls kept trying to attack us, but my pop just kept kicking them off the pile when they got too close. One of the pittbulls put a hole in his pants! My pop called 911 - and the police and animal control came in about 5 minutes. Good doG! That was the longest 5 minutes ever!
The animal control people captured the pittbulls, when the owner appeared out of no where, saying that the dogs were friendly. You know what? I'm friendly. Buddy, the mix across the street, is friendly. Those dogs were not!
The owner got 4 tickets, since New York State has pretty strict leash laws...and neither of the dogs even had a collar on, and he must appear in court. My pop called my mama who freaked out! I'm going to have to love on my pop even more, since he saved my life!
Right now, I'm just resting - counting my lucky stars.