"Street Fightin' Dawg"

I have taken a little summer break from the world of blogging, but will hopefully be jumping back into writing! I will soon have to update some of our summer activities over the last month and a half since I last wrote.

To start off my make-up work, I'll tell you about a crazy even that happened today with Molly and Jon. Late this afternoon, Jon took Molly on a walk around our neighborhood. As they were walking past a bigger dog going potty, the dog suddenly bolted at Molly, breaking its leash and jumping on Molly. Jon was so caught off guard, but somehow lifted Molly up by her leash so she would be safe while he held off the other dog. The owner ran up apologizing and said that her dog was attacked by a small dog when it was a puppy, so that's maybe why it did it...Jon called to tell me this at work as I was going into a meeting, so I was pretty worried both about my Boy and my baby Pocket. I felt like a momma bear. I wanted to know who this woman and her dog was and where to find them! Jon has never seen them before and unfortunately didn't get any information. Molly was not injured that we can see, just a small scratch on her tummy. I guess it's a good thing we didn't get her hair cut last week like we were thinking! Also, very thankful that my Boy is so nice and tall and could protect the baby-what a man! I told him he really should never get in between two dogs because he could get hurt, but he said he would do anything to protect her and he did a great job! (Can you just imagine how he'll be with our kids someday? What a good Papa!) I guess Molly was not too fazed by the whole thing because after the dog was gone, Jon put her down and she went on her merry little way going potty as she went. It's kind of funny because my mom and I joke about Molly being a "street dog" in Korea and we sometimes call her a "Street Fightin' Dawg" and make up our own versions of her past life. But today, Molly was the victim in the street fight and showed that maybe street fighting was a normal part of her life and therefore, didn't faze her.

But, my poor baby! I'm so thankful that she's okay and that dumb dog didn't hurt or scare her anymore than he did. But if I ever see that dog, I'll give it a "what for" and roar my momma bear roar!

p.s. Oh, Molly told me (with sad puppy eyes) to tell you that any treats such as Milkbones, bacon, cheese, or bananas, can be sent to her home address to speed up her "recovery".