Ah... Portland. How I have missed peeing on your lovely streets...
Running along your dirty water...
And dodging your semi-insane bike riders.
Mama and I had a CRAZY night tonight during the evening walkie... we were both attacked by a pit bull in downtown! This doggie was on a leash belonging to one of the local vagabonds (as mama kindly calls them) yet even as it began to attack us both his human was talking on a cell phone and somehow didn't notice. I have no idea how she couldn't tell - there was lots of snarling, barking and biting and mama was yelling at her - but she was just absent-mindedly talking on the phone with her back to us. It took almost a minute of fighting before some of her friends started yelling and pulled the pit bull off of us.
I am proud to say that I defended mama the entire time - even though she got hurt when she got pushed into a pole by the other dog. I wasn't going to let anyone bite her and that dog was pissing me off.
After it was all over I walked mama home. I could tell that she was still a little scared, so I didn't dilly-dally and made sure that we got home fast.
Like mama always says, it's not the dogs that are the problem it's the people - but the dogs have the teeth. The situation could have been MUCH worse. Luckily I am fine and she's just bruised up a bit - and that I take my Man Of The House duties seriously.