I'm home for lunch right now. After all the dogs that I encounter at work, I finally got attacked today. There was a large poodle thing and a pitbull in the yard. Guess which one attacked me? The poodle!

I really needed to fix these people's phones because I was in the ghetto and didn't want to come back. The dogs were barking at me so I gave them treats thorough the fence. The pit started wagging it's tail. The poodle continued to bark but was wagging his tail. I stuck the backside of my hand against the fence so that he could smell it. He latched on to my hand and wouldn't let go! I had leather gloves on, but he pierced through them. I opened the gate and came into the yard to try to free him from my hand. I was able to slip my glove off. He dropped my glove and bit me in the leg and foot. (By then, I was in defense mode and was trying to kick him away.) Luckily, it's freakin cold today, so I have on thermals, nylons, and jeans. lol. Otherwise I would be so chewed up! He drew a little blood, but nothing serious.

These people knew that I was coming to fix their phones. What the heck were they thinking?