I was a bad boy

I was a bad boy. I scared momma to death the other day. We were walking outside and momma had me and Midas on separate Flexi-leads. That stupid, yappy next door neighbor dog walked by and I tried really hard to ignore him but he smells so bad!! So I started running after him and before momma knew what was going on, my leash got wrapped around Midas' neck and I was dragging him on the ground. Momma kept yelling at me to stop and she was getting hysterical but I didn't hear her. When I reached the neighbor's house, the scaredy cat bitch-dog went inside and I stopped running. Momma came running up next to me and grabbed me by the collar. That hurt, too!! She was mean but she didn't yell. I think she was really worried about Midas. He wasn't breathing and his body was twitching. She said his eyes were bulging out of his skull, but they're always bulging, so I couldn't tell the difference. Momma and I were really quiet until Midas started breathing again. He looked so shaken up that I felt kinda guilty. I guess next time the neighbor bitch-dog tries to piss on my tree I should just let him. Momma was really mad at me but she felt really guilty about letting that happen to Midas. Of course it's her fault! She should have been watching us better. She felt SO guilty that she went to Petsmart and bought Midas a whole bunch of treats and toys...but I stole them when she wasn't looking..I'm smart, huh? She even bought us bully sticks!! We LOVE bully sticks.