6 thoughts on “I’d be a gazzalionare!

  1. I was walking Annie one time and she spotted some goth chick at a bus stop about half a block ahead. Face fulla metal and black everything. She stopped in her tracks and we had to cross the street to get past. Some seriously bad vibes there. Dogs know.

  2. There used to be a guy that lived down the street. I’ve lived here 46 years. He died 3 years ago. Every dog I’ve owned used to go ballistic when ever he walked past the house. He was the only guy they did this to. While we were sort of friendly to each other, I never trusted him. Once I needed a torch to do some emergency soldering, I asked him if he had one and could I borrow it. He said sure and I went and got it. In the mean time, a friend came over and had a torch with him so we used that one. I never took his out of the case. When I returned it, he accused me of breaking it.
    I guess my dogs felt my feelings toward him.

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