I hear all this barking and a lady screaming...I jump up from the chair and look outside, two Russian wolf hounds attacking her golden lab, tag team style, she's trying to yell at the dogs to separate them but of no use. I grabbed a broom (nearest thing to the door) and ran out there whapping at these dogs with the broom handle but these dogs keep coming back...one is eyeing me in my robe! (Hey, I'm not your type, big boy...)
Finally the owner comes out (the dogs escaped through the fence) and gets the dogs. Dumbchit. I should have told him next time those thugs get out and attack another dog walking with its owner down the street I'm gonna spend .45 cents on each of them.
Freaking adrenline rush and I ain't even had my tea yet.