Sunday, 4 March 2007
02:54:07 PM (GMT)
THIS IS THE STORY ABOUT HOW MY LOVE OF DOGS ENDED TRAGICALY...
One time my family went on vacation to Florida, and my uncle's 2 rotweilers
came over. Well, my uncle likes to kinda "wrestle" the dogs, I dunno why, and when I
sat down on the floor the hyper dog, Ceaser, came up, jumped on me! He did this
because, whenever my uncle gets ready to "wrestle" the dogs he is always sitting down
on the floor somewhere...
Anyway, Ceaser thought that I wanted to wrestle with him and started gnawing and
clawing and biting my head
really hard. I was scared to death! I just couldn't take all of this....
From that day on, I have never really liked these types of dogs..
And, I still wonder if I should like dogs anyway...
I still wake up almost every night having horrible horrible flashbacks of
This is a true story, everyone....
Thank you for listening.