|Barked: Fri Apr 18, '14 8:28pm PST |
|Early this morning around 6 am, Dad was driving during work. He was on a side street, and came upon a stop sign. He noticed a kitty cat in the road. Even though it was dark, and Dad couldn't tell what was in the road. He was going slow enough so that he didn't run over the kitty. Dad looked around, but did not see the kitty scurry away when the car got real close. Dad had noticed the kitty was in a strange position. not quite sitting, and not quite laying. Dad thought maybe the kitty was injured, maybe had been hit by a car. So he slowly backed the car up, and put his safety lights on. Sure enough, the kitty was still in the same spot. Dad got out of the car and walked toward the kitty. He thought to himself that he should have grabbed his gloves to protect his hands if the kitty scratched at him. He walked right up to the kitty, and just as he was about to touch, it scurried away. He could tell that it was not injured. As he walked back to his car, he thought, that cat is a knucklehead to be out in the road like that and not running off when the car approached like normal kitties do. This was in Brooklyn afterall.
A few hours later, Dad stopped at a park to use the public bathroom. As he came out of the bathroom, a huge pitbull almost ran into him. The dog was on a leash being walked by his owner. Luckily Dad isn't the kind of person who is scared of Pits. The guy holding the leash apologized, and the dog wanted to say Hi to Dad. So Dad pet him and loved on him. He was still a puppy, even though he was already a lot bigger than me. He kept jumping up on Dad, embarrassing his owner. Finally he jumped up again, and started licking Dad's face. Dad said to him, you are such a mean viscous pitbull aren't you ? ! While laughing. Then Dad told the guy that he had three Pits of his own at home.
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