... after all.
Now here's Akon, looking at me in the door...
I was excited about the two dogs getting together. It would be like Uncle Shiloh meeting nephew Akon.
Well, Shiloh did not like it not one single bit.
We didn't know that until we let him out the door.
We should have had a leash on him.
What were we thinking? Obviously we weren't thinking.
He races out and chases Akon who is on a leash with Laura. Akon bolts, leaving Laura in the dust.
Then the unthinkable happens: Shiloh begins fighting with Akon and has him by the throat. Shiloh does not heed our screams, 'NO SHILOH! STOP!' So Sam and Will try and intercede..... then we see blood. Literal blood. Turns out Sam is the one bleeding. We had thought Akon was, but then we think Sam's blood got on him. Anyway, one of the dogs collar was what drew the blood, not Shiloh's teeth.
(I know. It's shameless - but I had to go get my camera. (Well, I didn't know at the time there was blood.))
So what would have happened if we'd left the dogs on their own? I would have liked to have thought that Shiloh would have just proven that he was the Alpha Male, and then they would play together happily. But attempted murder was what I actually thought (think).
Anyway, all is well now. And I've settled down enough that I can write about it.
So Shiloh is just a dog, after all.
Well, that teaches me a lesson. I'm just a human, after all. He and I are both imperfect. ...and we can still love each other.
On a different note, I'm in bed with a major sore throat.
If your name is Amanda then now you know why I didn't come to your party. (I'll send you a message.)
(Obviously I feel well enough to blog. Well, I've had this post ready for some time...... I was just waiting for the time to be right to break it to you that Shiloh is just an animal.)
(I know. I get silly on this blog-thing.)