Thursday, July 8, 2010

Ginger Snaps


This is Ginger on the left. Ginger is a lovely Boxer who lives down the block from us with her spirited and much younger boyfriend, Banjo. Like a lot of younger boyfriends, he keeps Ginger young and working hard to stay on her game. Very positive. Now if you happen to be a female dog and you come around batting your big old innocent puppy dog eyes at Banjo, it's a safe bet that sooner or later, Ginger is gonna' pop open a can of Whip Ass.

Enter Stella.

It was six-thirty Sunday morning and beneath the clear summer weather and the early birdsong, I knew better. Most everyone in the neighborhood was still asleep or tending to their hangovers. Stella and I took our time walking down to their house and she was really happy when we turned into the driveway instead of cruising on like we normally do. The lot of us had walked together a few times. I let the dogs out and fed them. Ginger was fine for a few minutes and then Banjo joyfully wedged himself between the two females. Everything after that went in deafening slow motion. Ginger launched herself like a rocket at Stella and Stella tried to run. There was tumbling and a lot of smack talk but very little mouth to body contact. Thank God. Banjo went along for the ride. The second I pulled Ginger off of Stella, it was over and the three of us sat there in the driveway, grass-stained and bleeding (very minor, Ginger scuffed her face on the concrete).

I imagined sleepy people in the houses all around us, getting up and plodding off to their respective bathrooms muttering curse words about a dog fight that might have been a dream.

8 comments:

giantspeckledchihuahua said...

I'm glad everyone was ok! The big question would be have YOU recovered? Your heart must have been racing!

susan said...

RAcing, definitely. Not my favorite way to wake up either :) Naturally all the other dogs in the neighborhood joined in the barking too! It was a crazy few seconds.

Two Pitties in the City said...

I hate dog confrontations. I know it's supposed to be natural but the few times dogs have lunged to attack Miss M I get all weak-kneed and lose all sense of reason. It's great you were able to act quick and resolve everything.

Colleen - the AmAzINg Mrs. B said...

Yes, it's scary to me too. I'm so happy to hear there was not much teeth-to-skin going on. But still sorry for the scraped-faced pretty Ginger..love the blog title..and your blog :-)

Susan Rose said...

Ginger and Banjo are a cute couple. How unfortunate that Stella invoked the "three is a croud" rule.

Hmmm. I'll bet next Sunday will be different.

susan said...

Susan, this Sunday, I'm sleeping in :) Thanks Colleen, TPC. Hope you all have a great weekend.

susan said...

I stand corrected:
"Whoop-Ass"
I forgot I was in the land of it :)

Beth Westmark said...

I've missed your stories. Not gonna miss 'em again.