sheesh.
Just had a nasty, knock-down-drag-out, bitchy girl fight in the kitchen. The pit mix foster, you might ask? Well of course not...this was the golden retriever and Inara (the Aussie). Inara was guarding the counter in the kitchen, and Vesta didn't back off as usual. I turned at the growling to find Vesta with Inara's neck in her mouth...and Inara chomped down onto Vesta's forehead. I grabbed V because she had her martingale on, and was closest to me (on top of Inara). Inara hung on as I dragged V away...luckily she outed on command...I just tapped her head to get her attention and said "DROP IT!"
Bitches...girls suck.
Luckily there's no blood (I'm surprised)...and everyone's okay now...Inara went in the bathroom to chill, while I put V back downstairs in her crate. Tired crankiness indeed.