A crazy street dog in Binissalem played chicken with me in the street today. It was little and yappy… and evil. It had no collar, and its coat was all wild, and its eyes were filled with rage. I seriously think it had rabies. It looked at me all crazed and blood-thirsty, stared me down and then charged. I literally started running from it, and a truck rounded the corner and probably saw the whole ordeal. Traumatic!
In other news, I found fudgesicles in the supermarket today. Win.
1 comment:
Hahaha classic... This wins blog post of the month in my book
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