The Dangers of East Side Pup Walking

Since i now have TWO READERS i feel an obligation to try to blog every day. Anyway, it's becoming a nice new way to procrastinate...

Before i sat down to blog in order to practice my procrastination skills, i took our four (!) pups for a walk in our east Austin neighborhood. They behaved magnificently considering that they haven't been for a walk in almost a week, and we all got to take in an extraordinary rainbow-at-golden-sunset-moment. (i felt sad for the pups not being able to fully enjoy the rainbow with their less-than-perfect color viewing skills... i hope they got to see at least a couple of the 7 tasty skittles colors.) All the neighbors were out, and we passed by in perfect formation, saying our hellos, wagging our tails.
The pups continued their stellar performance by all doing their business at the 'no dumping- city ordinance' sign/ natural area. i had to keep them away from the 3 or 4 trash bags that were broken open and leaking very damp trash and various housewares everywhere. at least the couch was gone.
The sun was setting, and the fireflies were starting their evening light show, and i told the pups that we were on our home stretch.. just down the hill and homefr.....
wait. what is that? the pit bull that's usually chained outside the last house on the right is coming towards us with it's ginger-colored accomplice. We stopped short, and i fought off my immediate reflex to turn and walk up the hill, but i knew that if i showed any weakness it would make the whole situation worse. So i stood my ground, and the four poor dogs were forced to stand with me. The most aggressive dark brindled pit approached. First he moved towards the big dogs, then thought better of it, and circled to my right and went towards Lucy, the smallest and oldest. A swift kick to the meaty head sent him back a few feet, and then, thankfully, a big truck came by and to our rescue. The man driving honked his horn and made the dogs scatter, giving us just enough time to detour down a side street. Oh my, so close! Thank you, neighbor!
We regrouped and made it back to dear old Garland. All in one piece. Lucy said she could've taken him. I'll let her believe that!