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January 26, 2004
Good Dog!
A very large & scary-looking man just knocked on my door. Stupid me, I thought it was Mike, who should be arriving home from work any minute, so I opened the door without looking. The man started to come in the door when I opened it as he asked me if I had any gas. My instant thought was F*ck me, my pistol's in the bedroom.
Until "I will rip you to shreds if you enter my mommy's personal space" Sassy poked her head out the door that is. Then the large and scary man immediately took two steps backwards to the very edge of the porch, and quickly left after I told him I didn't have any gas, sorry.
Poor guy, I'm fairly certain he was really needing gas & he was shivering from the cold. But the only way he was coming in my house was through my very large & scary Akita. And I don't think he was interested in trying.
She got a good dog treat of course. Sollie too, even though all he did was yip his bloody head off.
It's the thought that counts.
Posted by Rita at January 26, 2004 07:26 PM
Comments
You are lucky she took over. He obviously had a hidden agenda, or he would have just siphoned some gas out of one of the cars piled up in the cemetary.
Posted by: kenneth at January 26, 2004 11:34 PM
I love that my dogs bark their heads off when there is a stranger at the door. They wouldn't hurt a fly, but sound really mean anyway.
Never had something like what happened to your happen, but it's easy to get rid of unwanted salesmen!
Posted by: bogie at January 27, 2004 06:15 AM
I knew that I always liked that big ol' ball of fur! Of course, this doesn't mean that I don't like the pug dog too. ;)
Posted by: Bob at January 27, 2004 08:28 PM