had high hopes of being productive today, maybe even settling down to some tags and other things I need to write up

but a huge horrible dog fight broke out right under our window

it was bad

there's some kid who is seen around here walking around here balls-first with an off-leash pitbull

surprise surprise but that's a bad idea and he shouldnt be owning a dog and it went after a shiba

it sound was terrifying. it went on for so long. I'm right above the sidewalk, couldnt see the dogs because of the awning below my balcony but could see blood and chunks of fur all over the sidewalk

people mobbing the pitbull, the shiba's owner managed to pick their dog, ignoring getting bitten, and they went out of sight around the corner...

but the sound didn't stop??

apparently the pitbull continued after them and continued mauling the shiba

i couldnt find my keys so i got there late but i ran down with towels

some other guy had ran down with mace

it was a mess

god

oh geez that’s awful, i’m sorry

holy shit

my head is screaming now

i hate living on this side of the building.

if I had my keys I'd go back down and see if the shiba survived

but I went back upstairs when the guy who'd brought mace said he'd let me back into the building

and the pitbull's owner wasn't even there!! so the dog had either gotten out on its own, or the kid ran off

Wouldn't surprise me if the kid ran off. But my God, I'm so sorry Red.

Dog fights they stick with you. It's so awful. I'm just, hell, I'm so sorry

yeah I'm consciously calm but I can tell my subconscious is whacked

and the sound was so awful and it seriously went on for so long. minutes and minutes.

like the guy who ran down with mace was saying, we're all so desensitized to awful yelling and noise on this corner, that it was enough to even get us to come out

the first minute or two it's like ugh what sort of fight is going on outside, next two minutes it's like man that sounds bad, then the screaming finally got to the pitch of it being like death

and then lasted long enough for me to look everyhere for my keys, put on jeans, grab towels, put on my coat, run out across the courtyard, around the side of the building

normally dog fights are so fast

oh honey. I'm so sorry

note to self in case I need it for later: the guy in the corner apartment on the fifth floor knows exactly who the pitbull's owner is

/hugs you tight

thanks

oh!!

while I was down there talking to those two other witnesses, I got the story on the guy who ran into our building over the summer

it absolutely was a case of road rage and reckless driving.

he was swerving through traffic, and when he clipped the back of a van that had been waiting to turn, he swerved up onto the curb

with enough speed to knock down a street light, fire hydrant, and hit the building

never a dull moment