Underdog

Bad day today. There are a couple of Goldens that go into the tennis court, one of which can be rather mean, the owners told us. In fact, for a while they asked other dogs not to come in while they were there. One day, Meander and I, along with Mark and his two dogs went in with them and everyone got along great. The owner of the 'mean' dog was really worried, but everything worked out fine.

To make a long story short- with that in mind, Meander and I went in and joined them today. I let him off leash and he ran over to play. In less than 5 seconds the most Godawful, heart-rending noise went up~and it was Meander. The dog had him pinned on the ground and the owner wasn't having alot of luck getting him off quickly. I screamed and ran, the howling continuing and he finally got free. I grabbed him and he wouldn't stop howling or shaking. The woman came over and started checking him over and trying to soothe him, and he howled and shook. Nothing seemed to be physically wrong~just sheer terror. Add to that I smelled something horrible, akin to a skunk. He was so afraid his anal grands expressed.

Finally, he calmed down and I hooked him up and we left. Aside from going out again tonight~ he has slept all day, sometimes on my feet.

When rabbits howl they sound like all of the sorrows of the world. I'm here to tell you, so can puppies.