While running today (usually not the time when life lessons crop up, but I guess you can never tell) through the Yakamanian countryside, I found myself surrounded by three very large (as in up to my elbows huge, I am 5'7") male dogs (I could tell).
My first instinct was to run, which I did for a little while, until I realized they thought it was fun to chase me. So, I stopped, turned around to face the angry and barking mammoths, stood tall, put on my angriest mom face and (with corresponding angry mom voice) told them to get their asses home.
The dogs ran away from me.
Today I learned that turning into your mother will save you from a bite in the ass and a rabies vaccination. Amen.
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Nobody messes with mom. Not even hellhounds!
ReplyDeleteHaha mama harmon taught you well.
ReplyDeleteYou tell them dogs!