Attack of the Shitzu!

Okay, here's the scoop on Taylor's dog adventure. I went out to lunch with Aunt Pam and Aunt Kay and was over at Aunt Pam's house enjoying a nice conversation with my sisters when I get a frantic phonecall from Taylor who was hanging out at Kay's. He was on his cell phone running back to Kay and Ken's house. He said he had been attacked by the neighbor's dog on his way to the tennis courts. He was running down the hill from Kay's house to the courts and the neighbor's dog escaped through the fence (it was so small it could squeeze through the bars) and started chasing and barking. Instead of confronting the dog (for crying out loud, he had a tennis racket in his hand that was twice the size of the dog), Taylor ran, which the dog loved and then Taylor had to hide out in the park bathroom hoping the dog would leave. Instead the dog stood guard. Taylor somehow snuck out and ran back to the Hinton's (calling me on the way and telling me "the neighbor's dog has the devil in his eyes"). Taylor really wanted to go hit at the tennis courts so Kay and I told him to make friends with the dog. Kay had made a ham for Easter and had lots of leftovers so we told him to take a piece of ham out to the dog and make friends. Taylor (still scared to death of the little thing) stood on the balcony outside the kitchen and said "Here dog, here dog" (we heard all this over the phone) and chucked the meat down into the backyard. While the dog was sniffing the meat, Taylor jumps off the balcony behind Kay and Ken's bedroom and books it down to the tennis courts and the safety of the cage. The dog was distracted by the meat. Alas, the ham diversion worked and Taylor made it to the courts inspite of his insistence that the only meat the dog wanted was Taylor meat.