Dandy Dogmas!

Quite a nice day, except for one terrifying bit when we were out walking the chihuahua puppies. We passed by a large, handsomely remodeled home, from whose grounds two enormous dogs began baying at us. Thinking they surely must be tied up or hindered by an electric fence, we continued to pass by. Alas, they were unfettered, and the huge pitbull made a beeline for me and the smaller puppy. It happened so quickly, I could only think to get the pup up out of its reach, so I swung it up on the leash into my arms, while bellowing imprecations at the pitbull. At one point, I had a small cold thought that surely it would be I who would be mauled, but I didn't see that my beloved spouse had brought up the rear and was whacking the shit out of the pitbull with an umbrella. I reached some bystanders across the street, looked at one person and stated loudly,"GODDAMNEDFUCKINGSONOFABITCHPITBULL!!!!!" The person looked at me solemnly and shook his/her head. I still can't recall if it was a man or a woman. I went from terror to absolute rage in less than a minute, and wanted to go back and kill the dog. Then I felt like weeping.
Ahem. So, like, then we went home, checked on the turkey, chopped the veggies, picked out a tofu recipe to concoct, and opened some lovely French sparkling rose. Bouvet by name. The evening improved from that point.
We all eventually were sated and becalmed.