Of course we all talked about the Elvis incident and wondered what really happened, but we did not wonder long, as the dog warden showed up at our door. I was very upset when she said that "Joey" was "all tore up", I thought the worse and was now very concerned. I asked if she had seen the boy, she said no! Hmmmm, so how do you know he was "all tore up"? Cell phone pictures! Really, cell phone pictures? Can I see them? NO, because they are on "Joe's" phone, so the dog warden only saw a cell phone pic. I will spare all of the other drama that went on that night, but the dog warden told me that "Joe" was so upset that they had to call the sheriff to calm him down and that it would be better that I give him time: call tomorrow.
I called the next day after seeking counsel from my brother and talked with "Joe" he was still a bit torqued, but cordial nonetheless. He went on about how it was vicious attack, how our dogs run everywhere, how he will shoot my dog if it comes back to his house, what about the medical bills . . . and so on. I listened, BIT MY TONGUE, and remembered Proverbs 15:1 while I listened. There were many, many other facets of this case that I have left out, but can you see that the relationship between "Joe" and I was not good.
Also, "Joey" had no stitches, and only a little glue behind his ear and I saw "Joey" a few days later and he showed me his wounds, but I could not see them as they were small, or not there. No doubt the boys was scared, not doubt he had some injury, but from what I saw there was no need for the VFD to show up with an ambulance.
Eventually, I gave Elvis away, we installed an invisible fence and I filled "Sparky's" bowl with antifreeze in the middle of the night. Just kidding.
Great story isn't it, there is much more to the drama of this all, but can you see the tension that now exists between us? I do not want to diminish the anger "Joe" had towards me, he kid got hurt and he was mad. I totally understand that and he was in fact cordial, even polite on the phone.
As part of our licensing process for the county we have to have a fire inspection, and if you read my post on all of this you will find the details about the fire inspection and that I had to call my local fire department.
I called the fire chief yesterday, as I was told to after taking to the trustee, to schedule the inspection and the call began like this:
"Hi "Joe" it's your neighbor Zeek . . .