Ready To Fight!

So last evening, after dinner, I took Scout for a walk. We went on one of our normal routes in the neighborhood. On this route there's a dog on an invisible fence who is a menace. Twice - when Scout and I weren't even in front of her house and in fact about two houses down and on a different street - this dog has broken fence and come after Scout. Twice she's broken fence when I rode by on my bike and once, when the owner was walking her and I was walking Scout (probably 3 house lengths away from each other) this dog broke out from her harness (yes her HARNESS) and came after Scout. When it happened that time (probably about a year or so ago), I told the owner what a shit her dog was. I told her about the 4 other instances and that she either needed to turn her electric fence up or not let her dog out without supervision. 

Well, last night, I saw this woman walking her dog. I decided to change my route so I didn't have to go by her. I'd managed to avoid her and little Lucifer and was walking home, around the bend from her house, when I heard an approaching scamper and increasing growl/bark. Out of nowhere, this dog came tearing after Scout. I managed to pick him up but that little fucker got hold of his leg. I was so fucking pissed. I stalked over to the owner who had been standing in her driveway watching this and went off. When I told her that her dog repeatedly did this she said, "I had no idea." I said, "Lady, I've told you this before. You were walking your dog when she broke out of her harness and came after us. You are well aware that this has been an issue." She then said, "Oh, I do remember that." I said, "This can't be the only time this has happened. You're dog can't handle an invisible fence." She then had the audacity to say, "I'm not blaming you but my dog only has a problem with your dog." Fuck you lady. I replied with, "I don't care. You're dog is a problem.  You're a problem. What happens when your dog decides to have a problem with another dog that isn't as sweet as my dog and your dog then gets attacked and/or killed. I guess you'll do something then, huh?" I stalked off with a, "Fucking irresponsible, asshole dog owners." I hate people. 

BTW - Scout was okay. The mother fucker didn't draw blood, I checked him out thoroughly and Scout rallied. When he came home and saw Boo, he kissed him and then they chased each other around the house. Scout was hopped up with energy, I think, after the shock of what happened wore off. Poor little baby. 

Jim will be out and about with his brother today first for a memorial service (at 3:00) then I guess for dinner or whatnot. Which means I'll be having leftovers tonight. I'm excited to have the house to myself for a few hours. 

So apparently there was heavy rain and storms last evening. We didn't get more than a sprinkle which pisses me off. We need rain so much and I didn't water my flowers thinking we were going to get hit. Ugh! However, the temps are lovely and the humidity is heading out. Thank the baby Jesus. 

And that's all I've got. I actually had something else but in the space of typing a word or two, I forgot. Stupid 54-year-old brain. 

K - I'm out. Later!