Several years ago on a nice summer day I was living the good life, kids dropped off at school didn’t have to be to work till noon, so got a decent workout in and then a shower.
I’d let our 3 medium sized dogs out to potty and frolic and left the door open a crack so they could come in for water or to just get outa the heat.
Imagine my surprise when I stepped dripping outa the shower w a towel around my waist to walk in the living room to see what was the fuss about my dogs were making and there stood a pit bull with the spiked collar around its neck !
I’ve always considered myself a fella that will do battle w man or beast ! Provided I was dressed and had a weapon at hand 🤦🏼♂️
But I gotta tell ya as much pride as I’d taken in my Johnson over the years it felt sorta puny knowing that was the only thing I had to beat that pit bull over the head with 😳
Actually already was wrapping the towel around my right arm ever so slowly, wondering if any of my dogs would run interference long enough for me to snag a firearm or if I’d get to play tug of war with my right arm Tryna drag a pit bull back to our bedroom .
No I wasn’t gonna try and screw it loose you jabronis, Tis where the nearest firearm was 🤦🏼♂️
Fortunately I was able to retrieve said firearm and the dogs had all gone back out and down the driveway as I’d also taken time to slide on a pair of pants and shoes. Hey sue me, so I don’t like to fight nekkid.
I ain’t gonna lie, I was nervous for several seconds until I wrapped that firearm in my hands, happier to see it than a long lost lover.
Those dogs give me the willies
