Running errands this evening, we happened to park beside this car, with a dog waiting for his master. He was so sweet, one man stopped and petted him through the window crack.
Then we headed for Target, where the exact opposite happened. The parking lot was crowded, but we found one good spot close to the store. Next to these dogs.
They HATED us. They lunged, growled, barked, and were in a visious frenzy.They wanted to KILL us!
When Phil got out of the car, they tried to get out so badly that I was afraid they would escape. Because look how far the window is rolled down! Then we would be dead meat. I told Phil to get back in the car, and we drove off to find another parking spot further away from the store. DOGGONE!
“...a door is what a dog is perpetually on the wrong side of.”