She just want's that pork chop you are holding in your hand
That reminds me of a story, when I was working in KCMO I had a trunk amp I had to retro, and in the yard was a free running 100+ pound Rottweiler, and when I walked to the fence to look at the location,I was greeted by The Dog from Hell, the chain link fence was bent from the dog biting the fence, slobbering,kicking dirt, wanted me for lunch.
The home owner was not home and it was a location that had to be hit, because the trunk out fuse was blown and no foreword could set up,
the dog was chewing the chain link fence like someone wadding a sheet of tin foil up.
I am not afraid of dogs but this one, he was just pure mean, but I thought for a minute and remembered I had a bag of cookie's in my truck, chip's ahoy chocolate chip cookie's, so I got the bag out and tossed him one, then another, then within a few minutes I was able to lean on the fence and he was not chewing the chain link's up, so I tossed one across the yard, he ran and got it, then came back to me and set down, I tossed another, he did the same, so I decide to hand him one so he can smell me, he took it out of my hand, I scratched him on his head and he rubbed his head around my hand, I thought kool, so I started to scratch him around his ears, the butt started to wiggle, so I gave him another cookie and rubbed him and said good boy, then I layed the bag of cookie's down by the edge of the fence and went back to the truck to get my stuff ready, at least, what I needed to get the power back on at that location, while at my truck he jumped up on the fence and was giving me the happy bark, I came back with my belt & hooks and picked the bag of cookie's up and walked to the gate he pranced to the gate and was wiggling and hopping, we became friends, I gave him another cookie and opened the gate and walked in, he was hopping & bumping into me as I walked to the pole.
I put the cookies in my diddy bag and climbed the pole and replaced the blown fuse, and he was setting at the bottom of the pole, while I was closing the amp up some of the splicers came up to the fence to ask about power and that rot was on them like stink on shit, I thought Oh No, here I am stuck on this pole, well, I started to come down and he was right back under the pile, I hit the ground, gave him a few cookies, patted him on the head, good dog, walked out,
went back the next day to change the amp and my buddy was happy to see me, I know Chololate is not good for dogs, but it was good for me that day.
Re: You wanna steal what?
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