So happy to report that Demon Dog is still AWOL, and has been since roughly the same time dear baby Carter came home. Coincidence? I call it a happy miracle.
Sometimes the cattiness of people throws me off my game. Here I am, going about my life seeing the best in the people, places and things around me, and reality pulls the rug out from under me. Kind of like that day in the dog park when the pit bull attacked me. All I wanted to do was play chase around the park, and he (obviously) wanted nothing to do with that.
This story involves a different pit bull who lives in the home behind my backyard. He’s a terror of a dog, barking madly at nothing at all, jumping and panting by the fence close enough that I am often the slightest bit thankful my lead doesn’t allow me too close. 
About a month ago, he was engaged in his usual crazed routine when his person came outside and spoke a bit to my forever mom and dad while…
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