Cry Wolf!!

Ok so it was not an actual wolf, but it sure looked like one! I was walking home yesterday evening in the sunshine. I was in a particularly happy mood as a lady on the bus had spent a good five minutes admiring my dress and hair flower, complimenting me on the fact that every time she sees me I always look lovely, and so on until it almost got embarrassing for everyone else on the bus who apparently hadn't had the same effect on her. Anyway, I got to the end of our street when I saw a Big Dog of the wolfy/husky looking variety in someone's front driveway. It had a collar on and I thought it belonged to that house, but then it headed straight towards me. I DO NOT like big dogs (that's why I'm adopting a Chihuahua tomorrow) and I told myself sternly not to make eye contact with it, lest it took that as an invitation to come over and eat me. Wolf Dog casually trotted along the street with me, detouring into other people's driveways, then finally into mine. We have a three foot fence that separates the front and back gardens so that dogs apart from my husband's own pooch (Whiney Dog) can't enter the back garden, but apparently Wolf Dog wasn't aware of this rule. It simply hopped straight over the fence as if it wasn't even there and began to investigate a poo that Whiney Dog had thoughtfully left there that morning. I raced into the house and slammed the door in case the Wolf Dog hopped back over the fence and decided to follow me into the house and eat me there. Whiney Dog, who had been in all day as usual while me and Perfect Husband were at work, came down the stairs in readiness to be let out for a pee as is usual. I couldn't possibly let her out in case the Wolf Dog ate her, and I did actually explain this to her, but she just looked confused and desperate for a pee, in equal measures.
Wolf Dog then decided it needed to have a drink from our pond, and the sudden movement in the garden caused Whiney Dog to notice this Trespasser, whereupon she was so outraged she threw herself at the glass door with such force and fury I honestly thought she might go sailing right through it! Wolf Dog took the hint and ran away, but I wasn't taking any chances. I ventured outside on my own to make sure that the coast was clear for Whiney Dog to finally have her much needed pee. Satisfied that Wolf Dog had indeed gone I called out to Whiney Dog, but apparently the excitement had been too much for her and I finally found her under our bed in a state of such confusion it was almost comical. I finally persuaded her it was safe to go outside, and I stood guard while she alternately peed then sniffed her way around the whole garden. Suddenly Wolf Dog reappeared in the street so I screamed at Whiney Dog to get inside before either of them noticed each other and commenced a great battle.
I looked out of the front window to see one of our irritating neighbours (Fat Lady Who Shouts At Her Offspring) staring stupidly at the Wolf Dog while one of her daughters threw pieces of pepperoni after it. At first I thought she was trying to defeat the Wolf Dog by means of a cunning plan of feeding it overly salted processed junk food until its heart exploded, thereby rendering the neighbourhood a Wolf Free Zone, but it appears that this is actually their pet and as they simply have no way of controlling it or training it they were using this method to try and tempt it back home. The Wolf Dog sensing its freedom, carried on running. I actually wish it luck, judging by the stupidity of its owners it will get better care elsewhere. I only hope it doesn't come back tomorrow, as there will be a new canine addition to our household, in the form of a rehomed seven year old Chihuahua, and I can't help but worry that Wolf Dog might see her as some sort of appetizer.......