A bit of background.
DD1 (Buster the Wonder Dog, for my forum pals) is half Boston Terrier, half pit. He is the absolute most non-homicidal dog in the world- you can walk up, stick your hand in his food dish, and he'll let you take it-so the vet, dog licensing people, and such all conspire to pretend that the pit half isn't there so we don't get socked for insurance or whatever. :D Anyways, his genes are mainly Boston Terrier, but he does have the intense loyalty to His Human (lovely self) of the pit. He also has the booming, killer-sounding bark.
Enter Pumpkin. Japanese Chins, for whatever reason, do not bark with the "yipyipyip!" of most toy breeds. They have a regular "dog" bark. Dad's Chin is the same way.
So enter the hapless Mormon missionary. He knocks on our door, expecting whatever the usual response from folks ("Fuck off!") is, I suppose. Well, DD1 and Pumpkin hear him before I do.
"BARKBARKBARKBARKBARK!!! KILLLKILLL! SOMEONE IS TRYING TO MESS WITH OUR MUMMY! BARKBARK! KILLKILL!" as they rush to the door, fangs bared.*
I open the door to find this shellshocked-looking missionary standing at the door. "Um, I have this to read..." I sent him on his way with the usual explanation that we don't accept solicitors, and he staggered off down the driveway. He's probably under the bed reciting whatever Mormons use as their Hail Mary even as we speak.
( The extra funny part about this is that neither dog would hurt a fly. His most grave danger was of being licked to death. While I think DD1 would cause it to Go Badly for him if he had been a criminal intent on damaging me, DD1's most common weapon is his breath. :D )
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
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