I feel like the only thing I ever write about is Jovi.. but it makes sense because she's mine and I love her, so it's ok. :)
First of all, and kind of off subject, WRAL wants me to get another puppy. I love reading/watching the news and they always strategically place those ridiculously cute puppy ads on the bottom right-hand side... right next to the entertainment column, which I always read! And I ALWAYS have to look at all the puppies that are available and need a home. I have a home! I also have a dog who doesn't really claim me anymore because my boyfriend swooped in and turned her against me by always being home and fun and cuddly. To her, I'm still the one who stressed out when she was a puppy because she was not the easiest dog to house train and had to discipline her.. aka the non-fun one. BUT, that's okay.. I still think she'd protect me if someone were trying to break in and hurt me. Maybe. If that person had a porkchop tied around their neck. Actually, I don't think I'd put money on that either. At least she's cute.
Anyway - so funny story about her. Last weekend, we were at Craig's house and he lets her out to go to the bathroom.. pretty normal. We usually just let her go out (even though his backyard isn't fenced in), and then she comes right back. Usually. Unless there's a furry critter or bird taunting her. And guess what was lurking in his backyard... a freakin' cat. So, she takes off after this cat, and trees it immediately. And the stupid cat finds the only tree in the backyard that has no limbs. So this cat is just hanging there and Jo is going nuts at the bottom, trying to figure out how to get to it (including starting about 15 feet back, and getting a running start, and then leaping up the tree truck.. to no avail, of course. Atta girl.. shoot for your dreams, Jo!)
So.. again, the cat is just hanging there.. all the while Craig is just chomping on his cereal, laughing. He's the one who let her out, so I say.. "Umm are you going to go get her?" She's clearly not listening when we call her and is totally zoned into this cat. He says that he's going to finish his cereal and then he'll go get her... and that she's not going anywhere bc she's fixated on that cat. So, my next logical thought (which I said outloud, mind you).. "What if the cat falls?" He essentially "psh'd" me and continued eating his cereal. So I go outside, to watch Jovi and attempt to get her back inside. The stupid cat falls. And jovi leaps through the woods and over the creek very deer-like... and she's gone.
*Insert the "I-told-you-so's" as Craig frantically gets out the door in pursuit after her. I think most people would call this "nagging" or "bitching". Whatever. I was right.*
Now I can't see anything, and the only thing I can hear is Jovi's barking as she desperately tries to play with this cat towards the back of Craig's property. Craig is highstepping through the woods, avoiding briers and whatever else is back there, and then I can barely see him anymore. Then out of nowhere, I hear Jovi start yelping and crying and carrying on. I AM FREAKING OUT from the deck because she sounds like she's in the worst pain ever and I can't do a thing about it (luckily Brookes is there with me and helping me maintain sanity). I hear Craig yelling at her, trying to help her and he's not getting anywhere. This goes on for what feels like eternity but I'm sure it was only like 30 seconds to a minute. And then I see Jovi running around and Craig is still trying to get a hold of her. She is clearly still in her own little world.. and then I hear her go after the cat AGAIN! Now that's just stupid. She disappears once again and I hear her start to carry on.. again, and Craig is still trying to get a hold of her. He finally gets her and attaches the leash and they head back towards the house. I'm patiently waiting as I see them approaching.
Craig has mud all over him, as does Jovi. Along w/ a pink tint all over her face from the blood. She has bloody places all over her and my heart just sinks. My poor puppy! So we rush around and get her cleaned up so we can see the damage. Nothing major as far as injuries (the cat hurt her feelings more than anything, I'm pretty sure.. she moped the rest of the day). She had scratches all over her head. Craig said he saw the cat jump on jovi's head and go to town when she trapped it in this tunnel thing in the woods. Apparently in her haste and running around, she also hurt her leg. She had this huge spot that wouldn't stop bleeding until like 7 hours later. And then it swelled up the size of a golf ball. It went down the next day, but she really was so pitiful that night. She was hobbling around and when she laid down, that was it. She wasn't moving. She had a hard time getting up. Anyway, she's obviously fine now. The spot on her leg went down the next day, and she was quickly back to her old self.
I bet she doesn't do that again. Actually, I bet she does. And she'll still be confused as to why it doesn't want to play with her. Imagine the scene out of elf when Buddy is about to enter NYC and he comes across a raccoon. He tries to make friends and says "HI!".. and it hisses at him and bows up (sound familiar?).. and then he assumes that it just needs a hug.. and then it attacks his face!!! Poor Jovi. She's just too friendly for her own good.
Monday, January 25, 2010
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