Anyway, with the adrenaline still flowing, we continued our walk. Only to be set upon by a loose schnauzer who was hell bent on attacking my dogs. Twice he attacked them and there was nothing I could do because I was holding both leashes. Finally, a bunch of neighbors came out upon hearing the ruckus and helped me. They checked out my dogs to see that they were alright and then went to the schnauzer owner's home to inform him of what happened.
Again, we continued our walk but I was pretty shaken up.
Once we got home, I broke down and cried a little. Later Tom saw Roscoe was bleeding some but otherwise we all were ok.
It was a rough day.
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