Love Thy Neighbor

Molly and the yappers upstairs got into it twice today and I am hoping there is not a third time in my immediate future. It was cold last night and this morning and these dogs came out dressed in their little sweaters looking all cute and stuff (deep down I wanted to kick their asses. Dogs, have some respect for yourselves, do not let your owners do this to you!). Molly is like an aging gunfighter in the Old West. You know you are not as fast or as tough as you used to be, but you cannot turn down a challenge. Molly is not doing me any favors with neighborly relations and I apologized to their owner when I met her for anything Molly might do now or in the future. Well, the future is now. It is not all Molly's fault. They woof and bark just as much if not more and the Lhasa Apso has to get the last bark in. Molly would like to employ the Red Foreman philosophy of putting her foot in their ass. It's free.