Oh my gosh. I just got attacked by a goose!!! Mom and dad have been out working in the yard while we were contained to doggy jail in the house. Dad came back in to take a shower and mom thought we all needed to go potty cuz we were whining(especially me). She told dad there were a bunch of Canada geese next door but dad said they would go away when we went out. So we all got our leashes on and went out and peed in the front yard. then we went around the side yard and spotted them. All of us were barking and ran to the end of our retractable leashes(which mom totally hates). Suddenly I was free and flying. Mom thought it was Chase and was yelling his name but it was me. I wasn't going to stop for anything! All the silly black and whites went running towards the pond with me in hot pursuit. Mom was freaking out but thought they would go to the water and I would stop. Then one decided to defend her babies. She stood there and hissed at us and flapped her wings but it didn't stop me one bit. I ran straight for her to attack her but I must have slipped on a banana peel or something because next thing I know, I was lying on the ground. Then I thought I would just go back to mom to see what they were doing. Mom told it differently to dad. She said that the goose attcked me and rolled me and I ran off like a hurt puppy. Luckily, it didn't hurt me any but boy, talk about my heart racing. Mom's trying to cool me off right now because Dr. Cindy said it's not good for me to get too hot with my big heart. It was worth it though. I didn't see Chase or that stupid foster dog Dayzee trying to save our mom from the geese. Be careful out there in the mean backyards. You never know what's lurking in the shadows.