Wow… some days the news just serves ‘em up to you on a platter. Remember folks, when you are inebriated and flying the (usually) friendly skies, know who you are slapping.

John Edwards is announcing his run in 2008 today. Too bad his website beat him to the punch yesterday. Can’t say I really care though. Its not like I’m not going to have plenty of other candidates to chose from until the primaries.

On a personal note: I am much happier with Edwards’ likeness than I was with Ford’s.

I am pretty bloody sick and tired of people not being able to control their dogs this week.

Well, technically, Frances is the bloody one.

You see, on three separate occasions over the past two weeks Frances has been attacked by dogs whose owners acknowledged the fact that their dogs were not friendly to other dogs. In fact all the acknowledgments came before the dogs decided to try to turn Frances into a chew toy.

Incident 1:
While Frances was “doing her business” one of my neighbors came out to walk her two dogs. Now we know from previous encounters our dogs don’t get along. However, while Frances is making her deposit she lets one of the dogs come over to harass her. While I’m shoo-ing that dog away (a little pug) her big behemoth (named BRUTUS, no joke) goes in for the kill.

Incident 2:
The least bothersome of the incidents. A little rat terrier that was visiting the community was out without a lease when I was walking Frances. I had spent the afternoon with this dog so I knew it didn’t get along with other dogs. BUT since it wasn’t on a leash there was no way to get home without it coming after Frances.

Incident 3:
Happened today and really stepped on my tail. I took Frances to get her nails clipped today and the woman I was waiting with (say it with me) had a dog that didn’t get along with other dogs. Fine. She did her best to keep it under control while we were in the grooming room but after the nail clipping was done that is another story. As I was walking from the grooming room to check out the rest of the (unnamed pet store) I noticed the lady was at the checkout with the nasty dog. Then I noticed the nasty dog was getting closer so I picked up speed thinking that she would notice or the leash would end.

WRONG

An unlocked retractable leash does nothing for stopping anti-social devil pups from the 9th ring of Hades. So as I moved further from the non retractable leash of infinite slack the hell hound (ok, fine I’m talking about a pekingese but it was MEAN) catches up and, shocker, attacks Frances.

Now this was a sweet old lady who I had a very nice conversation with.

I have had very nice conversations with and like Brutus’ mom.

Heck, the rat terrier belongs to the brother (or his girlfriend) of the guy who looks in on Frances for me.

But three times in two weeks is ridiculous. Is it too much to ask for people to actually pay attention to their anti social pets. Knowing about the problem is not enough. As I learn from G.I.Joe cartoons it is only half the battle. Once you negligent parents learn the other half I’ll be able to unstrap Frances from the Kevlar doggie-vest I just bought her.

Oh, and since I didn’t actually sign on yesterday… Merry Christmas.

I love celebrity feuds. They can be so stupid and entertaining all at the same time.

I’m not going to say that I really care to take a side in the Rosie O’Donnell vs. Donald Trump battle. I don’t really care about the arguement itself. However, if I have to choose a winner, I’d take Rosie by TKO in the 3rd.