Took Sammy for a short walk down the street after he ate his dinner. A few houses down, the bull terrier raced out from behind the storm door, stopped at Sammy on the sidewalk and then the two of them began to tussle. Sammy went down with teeth and snarls and I let go of the leash. It looked like the bull terrier touched noses with Sammy and then went for Sammy's neck and knocked him down.
I knew that I was not going to be able to get them apart and there was no sense in getting my hands bitten. The owners flew off the porch and grabbed their dog. Sammy was snarling and growling ready to give him what for. I picked him up and tried to calm him down. Tried to make a joke about how that was why George the cat didn't want to come home. Their storm door wasn't latched all of the way.
Sammy seems fine but Corgis don't always indicate when they are hurt. I felt him all over and couldn't find any puncture marks or anything. Now we're home and I'm just in tears from the rush of adrenaline.
I haven't had dinner yet but I'm thinking it might be ice cream time.