Jesus in....Danielle out.....Jesus in.....Danielle out....

So, fellow blog readers. Today's lesson is all about how to not piss me off. It's very simple really as I am not generally an angry person. Ready? Here it goes: DON'T MESS WITH MY DOG. This entry shall be called "The Sequel to the entry about the dog who's human doesn't mind when she jumps on people"(circa de november). It's gotten worse. If you read my previous entry, you know that today I took Scout out to the park to play. There we were, a Norman Rockwell in the making: human and dog happily tossing and chasing the frisbee (respectively). Out of nowhere comes the dog from Hades (slight exaggeration possible), who immediately (and this part is 100% fact) ran up to my dog and pulled a Mike Tyson on his ear. Scout's ear started bleeding all over the place. I confronted my fellow dog walker who told me it was "probably fine". Yeah. $110 later my dog is on antibiotics for the next two weeks with a jacked up ear. I think more than anything, he's mad he got his tail kicked by a girl. But seriously. You gotta be freaking kidding me with this dog. When your dog reaches 60+ lbs it's a TAD too late to "begin" training. I'm so mad I'm sweating.