Whoa! Didja get the numbers off that truck?!?
August 17, 2005 - 6:36 a.m.
Bad dog
After two skirmishes, and countless pissing contests (some of them apparently took place on the basement floor), I am convinced that Tan Dog and Molly will never be friends. I brought this dog here thinking she would be a companion. Now I'm discovering I brought home a terrorist.
Dog fights I understand. But when there's blood involved; and the Tan Dog spends most of her time behind chairs and under the coffee table, I get the sense she doesn't feel safe in her own home.
Molly goes back where she came from today. Tandy was here first.
Current Terr Alert Level
OMG, She's agonna blow!
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