(Kathleen here: I have to say I was home and saw the whole thing, it was scary, I was screaming like a girl too! Maggie just went after the little guy, he was at least three feet away just whining that she was eating his food, and Whammo. Scared the bejeepers outta me and Murph. Thank goodness he didn't get hurt.)
So I curled up on my lady's lap and would not leave her alone.
I left that Maggie in the other room while I milked the sympathy outta my lady. "Hey a treat for me? Whoo Hoo!
See how happy I am after the treat. Yummy, and I got to eat it on her lap in the living room, which is usually a No No. It almost, ALMOST made up for the attack.
(Sheesh, I hope I didn't start any bad habits with that one.....)
Then I had to get checked out for Boo Boos, I tried to smile to let her know I was okay, but she didn't believe me and she looked all over, moving my fur around, touching my neck, looking in my mouth, and pretty much just bugging me. (I was just trying to make sure he wasn't bleeding)
After all that I decided that I was not gonna leave my lady alone, I refused to get back on the floor with Maggie, instead I climbed my lady like a mountain. Look at me, King of the Couch!
Hey, what is that down there? Is it another treat?
Nope, just the top of my lady's head, which I promptly leaned on until she finally told me to stop. Something about her head was getting hot and her neck was cramping from me leaning on it, whatever.
(I would have to agree, he and Audrey get along great, he grew up with her, but I don't think I trust any other dogs right now.)