Sorry for a long break

I know, I know, it's been a while. Lots of things going on in a busy dog's life. Mom went back to work (she teaches everybody!), Dad is building a VERY BIG kennel (I am thinking it's probably a replacement kennel for my mom and dad though - I don't need one THAT big...). So, I am it. Taking care of the household when everybody is gone. Granted, I do get to take a lot of naps, but would you call it a resful sleep when no one is home and I am responsible if something goes wrong? That should explain my long absence...
So, I was going to talk about encountering another "small dog syndrome" creature in the last post, and never got around to it...

(our park)

... One day mom and I were talking a walk in the neighborhood during one lovely morning. We usually have a route we always take. Go through the neighborhood, then wait for the traffic to go by before one busy road, and then - there is something I always look forward to - a park, well, it's actually an open feild, but still lovely to run through... There mom always puts me in a "down" stay - she calls it "dog training", then she keeps walking away, and I paitiently wait until she waves... and then - I just go!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Really fast, as fast as I can. And run some more. Then we cross the park, my mom says "walk", and I just join her by her side, and we keep strolling on the neighboring streets until we make a loop and come back to our kennel, oh, I mean "house" in a human language. And by the way, what's that long line that most dogs have attached to their moms and dads? I wonder if it keeps your human from running away? Mom and I don't use that sort of thing.

OK, let's get back to the story. This time our walk wasn't as peaceful as usual. We were walking on one of the sidewalk, when something really square and short ran across the street straight over to us. He snorted, made noise and agressively clenched his teeth. I was going to say "hello" anyway in spite of his weird looks, when all of a sudden I felt this sharp pain in my side. I screamed, mom stuck her hand around my side to push the creature away, and got bit too! Her finger bled, my side hurt, and we walked home really fast where my dad was waiting. When mom told him what happened, he called someone and there was a lot of commotion, then some guy came and dad talked to him for a long time. What I got out of it was that square thing and it's dad were punished for being mean to us. I felt bad I couldn't protect myself and my mom. But I was only 8 months then. I am older now, and I won't let anyone get so feisty with us next time.