Well, I hope he's happy!
Jun. 8th, 2001 03:07 pmMy dad wouldn't believe us when we said the new dog, Leo, bit people. I'm not talking cutesy, puppy, play biting. I'm talking snarling, growling, flesh-tearing bites. And now I have the evidence to prove it: I've got bit marks on my left hand. The frelling mutt drew some blood too.
I know what you're thinking. I probably provoked the poor thing. Kicked it, poked it, maybe? Yeah, well, guess again. I was waiting in the basement for the fax to finish. Leo came over and I petted him. He sat down in front of me, facing away. He was fine for a couple minutes. All of a sudden he whipped around and bit me! What the frell.
Like I said before, my dad didn't count Leo's "playing" as a real attack bite because he didn't draw blood. He poo-pooed it away as simply playing. Now you've got your evidence, big shot. Hope you're happy.
Man, I really hope that thing has had its rabies shots like my dad claims. It would have been nice if he came home with the paper work like he was supposed to.
Question of the day: Why me?
I know what you're thinking. I probably provoked the poor thing. Kicked it, poked it, maybe? Yeah, well, guess again. I was waiting in the basement for the fax to finish. Leo came over and I petted him. He sat down in front of me, facing away. He was fine for a couple minutes. All of a sudden he whipped around and bit me! What the frell.
Like I said before, my dad didn't count Leo's "playing" as a real attack bite because he didn't draw blood. He poo-pooed it away as simply playing. Now you've got your evidence, big shot. Hope you're happy.
Man, I really hope that thing has had its rabies shots like my dad claims. It would have been nice if he came home with the paper work like he was supposed to.
Question of the day: Why me?
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Date: 2001-06-09 11:22 am (UTC)