I've had a few tense moments with mans best friend too, but the best was working on a ped behind a big old pine tree in the middle of winter. In Chicago you dress like the Michelin man. I hear the screen door open and the patter of dog feet, faster and faster. I bail over the 4' fence head first into the snow and turn around to see this little bitty mutt looking at me like whats this guys problem. I would of swore it was Cujo before I seen him