When I was about 14 I was attacked by an afghan hound. "The hippies", as they were known in our village, opened up their camper van and their 2 dogs ran straight for me because I had a ball. I didn't have time to think before one of them jumped up and clamped its jaws around my arm. My first reaction was to give it an almighty punch in the face. Thankfully it ran away and took its smelly mate with it. Needless to say the hippies didn't complain about the way I had treated their dog. Could have been a mess. I hate almost everyone else's dogs and I don't have one myself. Oh yeah, I hate their owners too. If you can't trust humans you certainly can't trust their dogs who are usually only slightly further down the evolutionary scale, especially here in Liverpool, where almost every male feels the need to have an ugly, stumpy, floppy-faced fighting bitch. Their dogs aren't much better either
Edit: I like hippies now.
Edited: 09/06/2010 at 11:43