Dogs Gone Wild & A Retrograde Babe

While sitting on our balcony late this afternoon, Kathy and I were witness to a real live installment of When Animals Attack! Apparently the golf course just below our balcony is the stomping grounds for a pack of Dastardly Diminutive Demon-Dogs. At last count there seems to be 4 or 5 of the feral beasts; none is bigger than about a foot and they all have moxie. As if to prove the point they attacked some poor jogger who was minding his own business enjoying an afternoon run. They sprinted across the fairway and started barking and yelping like mad. I'm sure this poor guy was thinking to himself "oh look, how cute, tiny little dogs". He was about to be very, very wrong. These mini dogs were auxiliary members of the militant golf course security team and they do not take kindly to trespassers. This unlucky jogger was nearly mauled to death (Ok maybe not but his shins were in mortal danger) His relaxing jog quickly escalated into an all-out sprint for his life. With winged foot he ran, and thankfully after about 50 yards the dogs lost interest. I must admit, I was kinda pulling for the dogs on this one. It must be the couch potato in me.

(Make sure to click on the photos to enlarge them the little dogs are tough to see here.)

In other news, Kathy and I began the 4 week countdown until the arrival of the newest McDonough, although smart money is on an early appearance. Last week at the OB/GYN visit the baby has rotated him or herself back into a breech postition. (not head down as is customary but butt down) and if the baby doesn't flip back down we will most likely opt for a Cesarean section. Our doctor is pretty conservative and tells us that the French almost invariably will deliver a breech baby by c-section especially in a first pregnancy. We just learned this week in school that France has a significantly lower infant mortality rate than we do in the United States,some 35% lower, so it may be good advice to take.