Dog fight

So, my mommy decided to take me to the dog park last week while pops was out of town. Something bad seems to always happen when he leaves. Like, there was this time I cut my paw and this other time that Josey did. Poor mom...she always gets a bad rap when she tries to do good things for us.

She took me to this new park that just opened up by the house. I was so excited because it's been awhile since I have been able to run around freely since my ACL tore. OH, that happened when Dad was out of town too...oops! Anyways, we got there and I was having so much fun just chasing the tennis ball when this big humungo dog, I mean, it was like a bear practically but bigger, more like an elephant that came up to me and sniffed me. I thought, beat it, bearelephantdog and let me just play. Then something happened and then next thing I knew, his owner was all up in my face and mom was yelling at me to come. I had no clue what happened?!?

Then mom was petting me and I could tell she was really shaken up. I was just happy to be away from the big monster dog. It was so scary and his mouth was full of drool. GROSS! Mom then freaked out when she pet my back leg. I was like, what? What is it? WHAT'S WRONG MOM?? She ran over to the nasty bear's owner and told him I was bit. What? I got bit? Holy cow!! How did I not feel that! Then I remembered. I'm a Freisem aka BAD A$$. We feel no pain. Ok, that's kind of a fib. Dad totally felt pain when he stubbed his toe on the chair the other day and said a bad word. Can't repeat that.

Anyways, mom whisked me away to the same place I had my knee surgery at and it was kind of creepy. This lady inspected me and said I would have to get stitches. Ugh. The stupid cone again for 2 weeks. I HATE THAT THING!! Anyways, I got 5 stitches but that's ok because I am getting so much attention and tons of treats from the folks. It's almost like they're buttering me up for something. I did hear them talking about something called Willow. Wonder what the heck that is?

For now, it's off to bunny chasing land. I'm kind of tired. Mom took me on a long walk tonight. *yawn* Oh, and that bearelephantdog thing was an English Bull Mastif. It weighed like 150 lbs. Totally needs to go on a diet, geesh. One too many bones, if you know what I mean!