"Attack of the Killer Dog"

Most mornings before I venture to work I take my child/dog Willis Daniel Bennett for a little stroll around the block so that he can get a little exercise for the day before my husband and I go to work. Is this so much to ask? Must I have drama in doing this? Anywho, there we were enjoying the beautiful morning when suddenly I see this wolf-like dog of a creature laying in his front yard(unchained I might add) looking at Willis as though he were a big fat juicy steak. As the wolf curled back his lips and got ready to pounce, this Wonder Woman zeal took over my body and just as the wolf grabbed Willis' leg I pounced and bear hugged the wolf, holding on for dear life as he dragged me like a rag doll across the street. Now please understand that this was in a neighborhood, people running, old ladies watering their gardens and so on. My spry little dog got out of the jaws of this creature and ran off and now the dog was snapping at me.... okay, what the hell!?
I somehow was able to get to my feet as I slid across the street and my dog and I ran all the way home. This sounds funny now, but I was hysterical at the time. Three things, 1- I will never go walking in that neighborhood again because of the evil wolf and because I'm too embarrassed to ever show my face there again. 2- Put your damn dog on a leash or chain and teach it some manners. 3- If I hadn't whipped out my Zena skills, willis and I would both be dead. Luckily Willis survived with a minor scrape on his precious little leg and I escaped with severe raspberries all up and down my leg from being dragged down the road.... oh and my dignity is pretty much gone.