Last night we had a little dog crisis. Actually a fairly big dog crisis. When I got home, Zoya came limping in (Zoya is Gavin and Jen's dog, we've been dog sitting all weekend). Then the rush of all the other dogs came in after her and started to pounce on her. I immediately pushed the other dogs out the door, and discovered that Zoya was still bleeding. None of the cuts were deep enough to be stitch-worthy, but some were pretty bad, and there was a lot of them. So I cleaned her up and let her do the wounded puppy thing (i.e., she went into my bedroom, got lots of treats, watched t.v.- yes watched t.v., and got to eat lying down) - all the while trying to figure out what the heck we were going to do with Dixie (who had to have been the instigator because she has sometimes acted aggressively around other dogs and our four had been together, injury-free many times before) and how we were going to tell Gavin and Jen.

Anyway, it was at this time, I noticed Dixie had a fairly big single tooth mark in the side of her neck. At least Zoya managed to fight back a bit. So, I cleaned her off, now keeping the dogs in several separate places: Zoya in my bedroom, Frankie the puppy on my lap or in the puppy room, Bennet Apache and Roxy in the living room, and Dixie outside.

I'm still mixed about what to do about all this. And of course, Cari has some stake in what we do too. So, as a temporary solution, I don't want to leave Dixie alone with my dog anymore, so Dixie is spending her day in the puppy room rather than outside. Sending her back to the shelter is likely to be a death sentence, and I don't want to do that. However, she won't be an easy dog for someone to adopt because she requires a lot of attention and she can't be trusted around other dogs, particularly strange dogs.

Its sad. I've grown really attached to Dixie, even though from the beginning I knew she couldn't be a permanent dog in my house so she was kind of like the latchkey stepchild in a lot of ways, I still am holding out hope for her to have a good home.

Otherwise, I mowed the lawn last night. It took a really long time and the grass was really high. Who could guess that grass could grown that much in 8 days! I made friends with one of my neighbors by lending her the Harry Potter book, apparently there's not a copy to be had until the next shipment comes into stores sometime this week. Becca's Lending Library is at it again.

Oh, and Rice won the college World Series last night by a landslide. This is their first/only college sports championship since they started in 1912. Even though I'm an alumni of all of one class, I'm excited for them!