Dog

Baby J and I went to play ball at the park today. A lady showed up with a German shepherd and started playing frisbee with him. Fearless Baby J saw the dog and thought it prudent to charge screaming and flailing her arms.

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Naturally, this made me a little apprehensive. After all, German shepherds are what they use for police dogs. They tear down coked up criminals on the run. Who knows what they'd do to a wee screaming wild child.

The lady tried to reassure me that her dog would not eat Baby J but I was still anxious. I ended up just putting Baby J in the car and driving home for lunch. But I was left wondering if it was a bit of an overreaction on my part? Was I being overprotective? For the record, let it be known that I love dogs. I just don't like the way that they maul people from time to time.

Did someone say lunch?

Listening To: Beelzebubba by The Dead Milkmen