Rural territory...stepped out of the car....suddenly, have no idea where they came from....some kind of a bulldog like dog: two of them, freaking huge....hip high...out of now where and they are beside me.
Damn near passed out: I am afraid of dogs: dog bite when I was about five.
Turned out they were real "puppy-ish."
There are more...this was the one that came to mind.
V
PS: the oddest "door story" is this: not JWs...selling Rainbow vacumn cleaners. Knocked on a door. A young women came to the door: very attractive, shapely. She is wearing a high on the leg skirt, low cut. Said she was waiting on her husband: they were going out to dinner. I I say "OK' and turn to leave. About that time a Doberman on something like it, growls and forces itself against the door. She is in a house trailer, no porch. The screen slams open and the dog is going to go for my throat. She catches the collor. Here is the picture:
I am face to face with the Doberman and he is "death ready." She has ahold of his collor pulling him back. Meanwhile, another struggle is gong on: Her breasts are battling to escape from what little dress/bra were holding them in place. Funny, this was a no fear situation: it was such a paradox: dog teath and heaving bosum. Never saw anything like it.
Just a true story.......