Monday, January 3, 2011

I hate my landlady's dogs.

One is stinky. Pat his head and he'll dump a gallon of spit on your foot. The other is annoying. He'll keep nudging you and trying to bite at your ankles until you yell at him.

Picture this. You're walking to your room, minding your own business. The dogs are sitting right in front of the door, eyeing you. You try to edge sideways past them, trying to avoid a confrontation. But, no. They'll leap up and bark at the <i> exact <i> moment you turn your back to them and scare the shit out of you.

This happens to me at least 5 times a day.

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