2.8 seconds my ass. This dog hit the fence like she was fired from a gun, and let us know under no circumstances would she let us through or near her territory. Not even if we gave her steaks. Steaks would be the appetizer, our legs would’ve been the main course. The neighbors, of course, thought me jumping backwards across the street was hilarious. I asked what the dog’s name was … “Girlfriend”.
Location: Pittsburgh, PA
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Contributed by: Dawn Foster