But it’s over at Aiming Low. I didn’t realize it had been published, but evidently it has, so here is the link.
It’s not a particularly great story, but for anyone who knows Blue, you will agree that it’s probably pretty accurate. He does what he wants, when he wants to do it, and usually he gets away with it, because of his winning personality.
Tonight he didn’t get away with it though. He was barking at some passersby and I went in to shut the window and get him away from the distraction. He wouldn’t move, so I physically grabbed his collar and slid him along the floor.
This was when he snarled at me.
This is also when the fisticuffs and growling started from both sides. A short, epic battle ensued, resulting in an extended crate nap and a lot of obedience commands.
We’re good now. Well, I am, anyhow. Hopefully he doesn’t start shitting in my pillow or something.
Hey, bird dog get away from my quail, hey, bird dog you’re on the wrong trail,