TheMasochist
200 lbs? No problem - it's only my back
That's kind of an oxymoron and here's why:
We've all seen them on our routes. They bark and growl and shake their tails while we do the delivery and normally stop as we take off.
Yesterday while working, I pull up to a stop and notice a lady with a dog on a leash to my left. The dog is barking, jumping, and trying to get away. I think to myself as I pull the bulkhead closed "I'm boned if this dog gets away from the owner". I three-point myself off the car and quickly walk to the house on the right. While walking back I notice the dog is going crazy. I figured the lady had control so I start the car and head off like I normally would, but as I'm hitting around 15mph this dog finally breaks free and runs directly in front me! SLAMMING the breaks as the dog disappears in sight I feared the worst. I begin to cry and shake and I shout out "is the dog okay!".
To shorten this story and get to the oxymoron, the dog was perfectly fine and all it wanted to do was lick me to death. I did close the doors for my own safety, but I wanted to make sure this pooch was okay.
I cautiously handed it a treat out the window of the driver side door and when I knew it was safe I opened the door, got out and the pooch just licked my face. Thank God I have wipes in my tote.
We've all seen them on our routes. They bark and growl and shake their tails while we do the delivery and normally stop as we take off.
Yesterday while working, I pull up to a stop and notice a lady with a dog on a leash to my left. The dog is barking, jumping, and trying to get away. I think to myself as I pull the bulkhead closed "I'm boned if this dog gets away from the owner". I three-point myself off the car and quickly walk to the house on the right. While walking back I notice the dog is going crazy. I figured the lady had control so I start the car and head off like I normally would, but as I'm hitting around 15mph this dog finally breaks free and runs directly in front me! SLAMMING the breaks as the dog disappears in sight I feared the worst. I begin to cry and shake and I shout out "is the dog okay!".
To shorten this story and get to the oxymoron, the dog was perfectly fine and all it wanted to do was lick me to death. I did close the doors for my own safety, but I wanted to make sure this pooch was okay.
I cautiously handed it a treat out the window of the driver side door and when I knew it was safe I opened the door, got out and the pooch just licked my face. Thank God I have wipes in my tote.