Yup, just my luck I did. I stayed the night at my friends house, she has a springer spaniel mix dog, named Shane. I had just met Shane that day, so he didnt know me much. He was VERy scared of me, because he kept backing down to the ground, maybe thinking I was going to hurt him. Poor thing, so I just left him alone, because I could feel he was scared. Anyways, we had ordered pizza. When I came out of the bathroom washing my hands, Samantha, (friend) was hiding around the corner, and she jumped out and scared me. And I, of course screamed. Well, Shane just happened to be there, and all of a sudden he was like on top of me barking and growling. He was niping at my legs. I finally got away from him. Oh my God, I was terrified! Ive never been attacked like that. He just jumps up at! I was scared of him the whole night. Ive never ever beeen terrified of a dog. And I just hated it when samantha was yelling at him, to go lay down.
I hated it, and told her to stop. She did. But she kept telling him to stay away from me. Poor baby. It wasnt his fault or mine. It was Sam's fault. If she hadnt scared me.
Sorry, I felt like sharing.
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