When we were playing with the green ball, a black staffie suddenly barged in and took our ball. The owner wasn’t controlling him very well so we had to wait for a while to get our ball back.
When we got the ball, he came back as well and stuck his big face in mine. As you can imagine I hated it so I made a scary face, however because his face was more scary than mine he didn’t care about my face and kept coming. So I snapped at him.
Then he changed his target to poor Silky. Silky ran away but he chased her and in the end he was about to catch her so she screamed and ran to escape!! Mummy got angry. She told the owner to do something but he couldn’t. Luckily Silky is very good at recall so mummy called out for her and she came to mummy. But this didn’t end there.
The staffie came towards us too to get Silky so mummy carried each of us in her arms and told the owner “Just take him!!”, being tackled by the dog around her legs. The owner smiled and said “He ain’t hurt them.” BUT MY DOGS DIDN'T LIKE HIM SO JUST GO AWAY!! this is what mummy shouted in her mind. Anyway, just as well I have lost a bit of weight, so that mummy could carry me in one hand and Silky in the other.
Our tough day hasn’t quite finished here.
When mummy and Mr Poppy were chatting, a big black staffie looking doggie came and chased Silky again. Silky is always chased by the boisterous ones isn’t she? Poor Silky...
When he finished chasing Silky he came to me but I didn’t want him and then...I don’t remember what happened. The dog was only 4 months old but he was bigger than me and his body was like a big sausage. He tackled me with this big heavy body and I was under him, couldn’t move. Luckily this time, Mr Poppy and his owner got him and rescued me.
Mr Poppy soothed me with his hands which smells like yummy biscuits and I felt better.