This is what a protracted argument with Roo looks like. You can see how much I terrorize her with my brand of iron-fisted discipline. We were fighting over the destiny of a squirrel. Or a skunk. The only part of this knock-down-drag-out fight I regret is telling Roo the she isn’t an easy dog. I’m not sure I’ll ever get over the heartbroken look on her face when she heard that.
But what’s done is done. Maybe one day we’ll be able to patch things up.