Climbing up a small waterfall, I find myself confronted with the species I fear the most: dogs. And it's not wearing a leash. Somehow, it doesn't bother me in this context. The animal seems more appropriate.
I'm partial to most mutts but you never know about them completely. This one has his ears up and is curious but you are still at a safe distance from him and not into his space very far. It appears you were not mauled. It's the damn little yapping yard dogs I call them that are tiny but sneak up from behind and nip at you that I don't like.
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I'm partial to most mutts but you never know about them completely. This one has his ears up and is curious but you are still at a safe distance from him and not into his space very far. It appears you were not mauled. It's the damn little yapping yard dogs I call them that are tiny but sneak up from behind and nip at you that I don't like.
To quote you to you: "Don't look, mom, he's wearing shorts.."
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