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THE DOG STORY.

Alex2165

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THE DOG STORY.

( or how properly greet animals)

In the mid-90's I was working at the Garden State Cable TV company as auto mechanic to maintain the fleet of service trucks. One day my boss at the lunch time took me to his hose to help him do something. Upon arrival he went straight to the house but told me to stay at the wooden fence about 50 feet from the house.

I sow him opening front door, and suddenly a huge dog came out, and as soon it saw me the dog start running straight at me. It was a huge dog, dark brown color, with enormous cheeks on the sides of his face. His head was also huge like the cow's head, and he was running full speed like a steam locomotive straight at me.

I was holding my breath when I saw this creature out of space. I stand next to wooden fence behind me but because it approaching so fast I practically have no time to jump over it or between sneak out between wooden beams, but a have a few seconds to say a short prayer.

And while I contemplating to do that, this dinosaur stick in his huge cow head right between my legs in full speed! If you watched cartoons (I do) you probably saw how in certain situation eyes pop out of the head of the cartoon character with springs attached. This was perhaps happen and to me at that moment.

After I regained my consciousness, I saw my boss standing in front of me and laughing his head off. He told me that in this way his dog greets people. Well, it was kind relief for me, because this dog could swallow me whole.

After my few attempts to walk normally, my boss invited me to the house and when I saw kitchen I asked him, "Why so many dark spots on the walls and on the ceiling?" He said that after drink his dog start shake his huge head, and water with saliva dispersing all around over the whole kitchen.

One day we riding again together in the company truck. He put his hand in the pocket and got out a small bag. He took from the bag a small cookie in the shape of the bone and started chew on it. He told me that dog's cookies taste very good and he eats them very often. When he offered to me some of that cookies, I politely declined.

I heard that animal food contains some additives to improve health and some specific properties of the animal. While knowing nothing about these specials characteristics of the animal feed, out of my head, I invented certain scenarios and side effects of that food. I told him that animal food designed, structured, and intended to improve and enhance certain properties of animal physic.

I explained to him that certain additives in animal feed engineered to grow more lush, luxurious, and lustrous hair, and if he wants this effect on his chest, it means that he had chose the right food to eat.

Next, I told him that certain additives create unpleasant smell from the skin of the animal, in order repel flees and bugs. Which perhaps also would help my boss.

I also told him that certain chemicals in that food reduces sexual urges of animals to mate. My boss was married man.

After this conversation I never saw my boss eating that animal food again.
 
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SGO

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Another story:

In the middle of the sixties I had a summer live-away-job at a lake resort in Indiana.
It was in a rural area and I used to take walks along the surrounding county roads during my off times.
One afternoon while walking I passed a lone house across the road and nearby the resort.
In the front yard was a huge tree and chained to that tree was a large German shepherd.
As soon as that shepherd saw me it started barking and staining on that chain.
I began to walk faster to get out of there.
Then that chain broke.
The shepherd was running at full speed straight towards me.
Yikes!
I froze in my tracks and thought I was a goner.
Just then a car came along the road out of nowhere.
It hit that shepherd and went right over it.
I was spared the agony of multiple dog bites.
Wait.
The dog got up and stumbled back towards the house, completely forgetting about his mission.
Wow.
I thought I should tell the owners what happened so I walked up to their front door.
A young man about my age opened the door and I told him what happened.
He thanked me and said, "Oh, that's Prince. He goes after everybody."
That young man and I became friends for the rest of the summer and Prince never bothered me again.
 
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