Look at me you ass!

Yesterday morning, during my walk (with my human), we passed a fence with the biggest fucking dogs I've ever seen.

Normally, when I cross paths with a dog, they pretty much get right off that I have the power, and the will, to show them who's boss. But not these guys. The hair on my back went up and they were oblivious. Couldn't care less.

Maybe they knew there was a fence between us, protecting them. But I have a hunch that's not the case. They didn't even look up.

So I feel curious, and at the same time, challenged. Their apathy taunts me. I want desperately to get in that corral and show them what a lean, mean chasing machine can do to their smug, arrogant attitude.

Look, I may be a dog, but I've mastered the computer keyboard. I think next, I will learn how to use bolt cutters.