Been a long Time, Folks...


So how ya been , World?

Yeah, the Wolf is back..betcha thought I was dead...no? Hoping, though..lol!
nah, I'm kidding..

So, where have we gone from where we've been? I'm still with the cable company, yeah, glutton for punishment, what can I say. Still married..Still have the Monkey, Dottie Ann, and she's crazy as ever..
Oh, let me tell you what she did last night,
The wife and I were taking her for her walk, and as we were coming around the corner to our home, we came upon three stray dogs! They ranged in size from small, to a large, white German Shepard. Now, one rule I have is never go anywhere without a good, sharp knife. And I make good on this, its a mantra, a standard, but that night, I forgot it.
I would rather stick my own leg than hurt a dog, but I had more than my own safety here. I had my wife, and Dottie Ann with me, and their safety was first in my mind. So I made noise, and big gestures, and it worked on the smaller dogs, but the big dog kept moving forward.
All I had was my hands, and I was ready to use them, when all of a sudden, Dottie Ann ran in front of me, on the leash, she stood in front of me and my wife, and stood her ground.

The Shepard kept advancing until it was just about nose to nose with Dottie Ann, I was nervous as hell but ready to act, when the dog beat me to it. Dottie Ann leaped forward, barking and snapping at the dog, the Shepard jumped back and turned. Dottie jumped again, and the Shepard took off running to join its friends. That little fifty pound ball of fire backed down a dog twice its size!
Telling you I was shocked was an understatement..I haven't seen anything like that since my late boy, Bear, backed down a Rottweiler, when he was six months old. I tell, you she really surprised me, putting herself between us and that bigger dog. That's my monkey, fifty pounds of attitude.

Well, that's it for now, but I'll be back..