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Friday, March 13th, 2009 03:06 pm
I meant to finish the next part of Another Brother today and send it off to Kim for betaing, but this chapter is a fucking mess. I am so frustrated with my own writing right now I could scream.

In other news, I've been taking daily walks with my dog over the last week because it's come to my attention that I am getting out of breath walking up and down the stairs at work. Not cool. So anyway I was walking along the streets and this chocolate brown lab comes roaring up out of an open garage charging and barking.

My dog, my freakin' 150 lbs mastiff, HIDES BEHIND ME.

So I picked up a stick to defend myself with and stood up straight and yelled at the dog to go away. It paused and gave me a look like WTF while my dog was nearly laying down and shaking. I think Petra's total submission really confused the lab. Then the owner came out and dragged the dog away. What the hell, man? If your dog is that out of control and protective of its yard why would you leave your door open like that?

It ended well and of course I didn't want my dog to get in a fight -- I have a gentle leader on her which gives me control of her head, but I don't think I could have held her back if she went after the lab. Just kinda scary to learn that if I ran across an animal while on a hike, I'm on my own. Petra can run faster. ;D

Actually, a walk doesn't sound too bad right now. Maybe it'll clear my head for a bit.
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Friday, March 13th, 2009 10:32 pm (UTC)
::hug-hugs:: If you feel like it'd help, feel free to send me what you have and maybe I can send you some feedback and help with the inspiration? :D I've got an hour and a half left at work... AND NOTHING TO DO.
Saturday, March 14th, 2009 05:47 am (UTC)
Unfortunately, you're the alpha wolf so you're expected to do the fighting. Comes with the territory.

Though not necessarily. I was a house- and dog-sitting for my neighbor a while back. She had a tiny dog with pure white curly hair. He was about the height of one's forearm with black soulful eyes. Cuteness incarnate.

For the most part he was well behaved, but at first decided to play "Who's the alpha?" with me, then attempted to protect me from every strange male in my vicinity including my older brother and a GIGANTIC Lab who... ahem... was convinced I was a female dog. I was standing their with this giant dog humping me while a little white bit of fluff was running circles around his ankles growling ferociously. When the dog's owner finally came over and pulled the Lab off while apologizing profusely, he was puzzled by my hysterical laughter.

My neighbor's dog was named "Loki" by the way. Appropriate.
Saturday, March 14th, 2009 03:25 pm (UTC)
Just kinda scary to learn that if I ran across an animal while on a hike, I'm on my own. Petra can run faster. ;D

*laughs* Silly dog! :D

And *pats lots* whip that chapter into shape! You can do it! Yay!
Sunday, March 15th, 2009 05:50 am (UTC)
For the record, Haltis (Halties?) are better. They tend to irritate the eyes less.