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The alpha wars between the dogs in the house hit a holy battle yesterday as each dog decided that there could only be one. If they had opposable thumbs and swords, we would be cleaning up more of a mess than we already have.

Let’s look at what we have here:

One very old, cranky dog that the bro-in-law loves is named Jura and is as big as a mobile home. Jura is all dog and weighs in about 80 lbs. If you have ever seen Timothy Treadwell and Grizzly Man, than you have seen her mouth which reminds me of a bear’s. Needless to say due to her size and her crankiness level, the Jehovah’s Witness folks do not stop by and leave pamphlets. Alas, no one at Chez Coma will not make the 144,000 person cut as Jura thinks that everyone should die that she doesn’t know or that we don’t introduce her to. If she likes you though, she’s pretty much a big teddy bear. At this moment she doesn’t like …

Pinks: Her new sometimes friend but on July 3rd, her arch nemesis.  The formerly pregnant now fixed dog that howls like a bloodhound, has some pit bull in her and who is generally a happy-go-lucky canine apparently thinks that Jura’s role as Billy Bad must end. She is filled with tons of energy that Jura finds annoying. Squirrel Queen and I were tossing dogs and pulling them apart faster than you can say “Sham Wow.” Yesterday, the fight for Alpha happened in earnest all day. I was even on the phone with Vibinc at one point and had to tell him I’d call him back when the blood started flying.

It was like Shark Week without the sharks.

Mabel, of course, tried to maintain peace by sleeping on the back of the couch and ignoring the bloodshed mired in sweet dreams of a recent endorsement for her candidacy for governor.

The Dog Whisperer would so take these dogs into foster care.

So, the fight for Alpha continues. I’m putting my money right now on the grand dame of Jura but one never knows in these situations.

Mabel refuses to make an endorsement of who should lead, because as you know, she has loftier things to think about.