Lesson From A Little Guy

Well back to work today after the long weekend. Almost finished with the first chapter, "Crush". This chapter is about twice as long as the first draft and I'm feeling really good about the character development. So far, so good.

So this morning, about 6AM or so, I opened the back door to let the dogs out. Immediately barking erupted. Now this is a real concern for us since moving to the country. We're not sure what they will run into out there. It could be the neighbor's dog, since sometimes our morning dog schedules coincide. It could be a deer, of which we saw three one morning not too long ago. But it could also be this pack of stray dogs that habit the area, two of them pitbulls. Having said all that, I launched out the door and off the back porch where I saw Perry, our Chihuahua, who weighs no more than 10 pounds tearing after a trespassing beagle, who was about three times his size! Perry chased the beagle up one side of the yard and down the other, barking as menacingly as he could muster. He didn't stop until he had chased the other dog completely out of the yard and into the surrounding wetland. Then he proceded to lift his leg and mark the only tree in the yard.

The moral of the story? It's not how big you are ... it's how big you think you are. :)

Currently Reading: Small Town by Lawrence Block