Last night we almost lost our dear Bailey. I had let them out for their usual evening business and had just stepped back inside for a moment. Then, I went back outside to call them in. Zander, our littlest one, immediately ran to the door. I stepped out onto the deck because our back neighbor had just let his dogs out and ours often run to the fence to bark at them. I called their names before they’d reached the fence to start barking and Riley came running toward me. Bailey approached the fence and had just started barking, but when I yelled at him he turned and started walking back toward me. That’s when our neighbor’s pit bull/bull dog jumped the fence and attacked Bailey. He rolled Bailey a few times in the yard. I ran toward them yelling and slinging my arms. Luckily, Bailey got away and ran toward the porch. I put myself between him and the larger dog, still yelling. The dog charged me, but stayed a few feet away just standing there growling and snapping. At that time, the neighbor jumped the fence and grabbed his dog. Obscenities were yelled. Blood pressure raised. Hearts beat faster. J was upset. I was upset. We called Animal Control because others have had problems with this dog. But in the end, our Bailey was just roughed up a bit and dirty. Luckily, he had no wounds, scratches, or broken bones. Our dogs are our lives, our children, so if it had been any worse I don’t know how I’d cope. Thankfully, I went back outside to call them in when I did or it could have been worse. And thankfully a little angel was looking out for Bailey last night.